Treatment #5 on the home stretch

When my oncologist walked into the exam room, he was not expecting what he saw.  Me, perched on the edge of the exam table, happy, smiling, confident, grounded.  If the look on his face had words, it would have said “I was expecting chaos and you look like you’re doing great!”  He looked at me [...]

We own the road

My mother and I are headed home from treatment #4. Mom is driving like we are in New York. I want to cover the license plate. She is more controversial than chemo! I told her I did not come this far to be taken out by my mother with too much zip on [...]