25 zaps down. 0 zaps to go! Well, I rang that bell and I rang it hard, 3 times. So hard it double-rang - clapper on both sides of the bell - and scared people. I received my graduation "diploma" and took photos with the radiation techs and others. There's a good one of the 3 techs who worked with me most of the time sitting on the gurney I lay down on every day, in front of the giant radiation machine. And there's one of me with the bell. As soon as I can get them uploaded to my laptop, I'll post a couple here.
I had met with Dr. R earlier that day; it was good to see her, reminded me of why I like her. She said she needed to talk to Dr. VR, the radiation oncologist, about when I could start chemo. But I'd seen him only the day before and he said she would decide. Who's on first? Oh well, they'll figure it out. Meantime, I don't yet have a start date for chemo but I can live with that. For good measure, I had one last visit from the Big D that day. Since then, so far, so good.
I'm working on a thing I'm calling What I've Learned From Cancer (So Far). When it's a little further along, I'll share it here, maybe in pieces.
Meanwhile, it's back to 9 hour work days and settling in to feeling "normal". I'm looking forward to the weekend, the park and my walks with Jessie.
Thanks to all who wrote, called, commented and generally encouraged me to ring that bell. I rang it for you, too.
Peace
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