Today, I went into radiation. I admit, the spring in my step is gone. Finding the optimism and enthusiasm is quickly fading but I only have 5 treatments left. The end is in near. At least that is what I told myself according to my original schedule. But when I got there today, they showed me a new schedule. Dr. C ordered 17 treatments instead of 15. So I have 2 more then I expected. They just forgot to schedule the last 2. So now my last one is 5/29. I tried really hard to not throw a temper tantrum. It's not the therapists fault. It really isn't Dr. C's fault. It is really just the "recipe" for this type of treatment. I'm going to have a private pity party and find the oomph to be okay with the added two treatments. Not that they are horrible. I'm just so ready to be done.
Off to think of good things about the number 2. I'm coming up blank right now but we will see what my crafty mind comes up with. When all else fails, I can usually count on my sassy self to come up with something.
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