As the eight o'clock hour was slowly approaching, I thought to my self how I could possibly make it through one more day of this. At eight, I would receive my least chemotherapy bag (which lasts 24 hours) for this first cycle. The first few days had gone okay, but today I just felt different. I felt more fatigue, I wasn't as hungry, and my overall motivation to get up or do anything was just lacking. I couldn't imagine one more whole day of this.
That is when some of my closest friends piled my door right before eight. The feeling I got when they walked in was a new energy and an overwhelming sense of love. From that point on, my night was turned around. That's just the final push I needed to get through this last day.
There's just nothing like being with your closest friends.
Thank you to everyone, friends and family, who has visited me through this first cycle. You have no idea how much your mere presence means to me.