Friday, September 24, 2010

I Hope That Bitch is Toast

I have so much to talk to you about, but a brain that can't seem to translate thoughts into words into the movement of hands on a keyboard.

I am done with five months of chemotherapy.

I hope that Bitch is toast.

Thank you for your love and support and cheering and carrying me and getting down on the ground with me when I crawled.

I will tell you more tomorrow, ok?

Tonight, these self-portraits I took with my phone can tell you part of the story of what chemo, five months in, looks like.


Where da hell are my ankles?




A vein found, almost where my PICC went in.



Give it up for Mopsy, she's a real trooper!



I tried to smile, ten pictures later this was all I could muster.









Rode that horsey hard but can you see it, in my eyes?  A little bit of my trademark sparkle.


I did it, angels and starlight in my pocket.

Now, sheeza need a makeover!


4 comments:

masonmft said...

How about a river rafting metaphor. 5 months of kick ass, whitewater rapids and now there is a piece of calm river. You can rest your paddle on the edge of the raft and gaze at the beautiful landscape. Relax and catch your breath because the guide says there is another rapid ahead. Rest your paddle honey. XOXOXO

kim said...

Yea!! You did it! Of course we all knew that you could. It kicked you, but you kept getting up. Thank you for sharing all of it. YOU are truly amazing!!! Before you know if the old new YOU will be back. Love you!!!

writergirldreams said...

Thank you Ladies for being my mainstay give me da feedback. I always enjoy, appreciate, laugh, and look forward to what you say and just knowing you are there.

hugs and kisses for helping me through the night. deb

Anonymous said...

I haven't seen you in years, but yes, I do see the sparkle in your eyes. Congrats on getting through the chemo-demon.

Miss Kim

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