Over six weeks!

So, today is the first weekday since May 27th that I don't have a doctors appointment. That's a pretty big deal! I looked in my calendar and my next one isn't until July 30. It's SO nice to be able to just come home after work. I celebrated with a nap! :)

Here is my radiation certificate. Pretty proud of this one!

Not exactly the sunburn I wanted this summer...

Today, July 12th, is my very last radiation treatment. For the past 33 weekdays (I started the day after Memorial Day) I have had a 3:45 doctor's appointment (with the exception of some that were earlier in the day). I could make no vacation plans because then I wouldn't be there for my appointment. Most days I would have to go straight from work, which meant no relaxing on the sofa after 8+ hours of work.  I have had to lay on a board shirtless while radiation techs adjusted the giant machine around me 33 times.  I have what looks like sunburn all over my right breast and for a good week I couldn't move my right arm without pain because the burn had gotten so bad under my arm. But....

I have secretly loved radiation.  Despite all of the hassles, it has been a fascinating experience.

Let's start with radiation itself. It's so mathematical and exact. The techs have to make sure you are perfectly lined up each time (using tattoos and lasers) and they have numbers and angles they use to do this which go straight to this math nerd's heart. The burn has perfectly straight edges which just shows how exact my treatments are each day. I would ask a lot of questions (probably too many) about what all the numbers meant and I would spend each treatment counting how many seconds the machine ran to try and figure out how long my treatments actually were. (25 seconds on each side) I was always interested in how people with other types of cancer (like the sweet lady before me who has cancer behind her nose) got their radiation.

The doctors, nurses and techs at Lakeshore Area Radiation Oncology Center are awesome. They are warm and welcoming. They get to know you. They get excited for you and root for you. They remember every fact about you that you ever tell them. I guess that's kinda easy when you see someone 33 times, but still it amazed me. There is no other doctor's office that I would look forward to going to 33 straight days.

I realized after chemo was done that I didn't take advantage of getting to know others that were going through the same things that I was. I was kinda standoffish. I didn't want to own that I had cancer. I didn't want to hear people's stories because they scared me and were realities that I didn't want to face. Radiation has been a while different experience. Probably my absolute favorite thing has been talking to the people in the waiting room and hearing their stories. You trade stats, Jenn: stage 1 breast cancer, 4 rounds of chemo, lost my hair, 33 rounds of radiation. You see the same people most days which is nice. I sat next to a lady for 2 weeks before realizing that it was one of my friend's aunts! Once in a while a new person will start and you get to hear all of their stories. The funny thing is, I'm one of the few that lost their hair. Some never had chemo, others had a type that didn't make your hair fall out.

Some people stories are much sadder than mine. Like the lady who broke her leg and when she was in the hospital they discovered stage 4 lung cancer. Or the woman who had beaten stage 3 cancer two years ago only to have it come back even stronger.

Radiation was a total mystery to me 7 weeks ago. Now, I'm completely fascinated by it. So much so, that I may have researched what it takes to be a radiation tech.... :)

Two Roads

Someone asked me this question the other day: "Do you think people with cancer become nicer because they are grateful for the days they have?"

I thought about this for a minute and I decided that people can take one of two roads.

The first road is anger. I would be lying if I said I never took this road. This thing sucks, and I had it kinda easy. Most of the crying I did was angry crying. I was mad that I was in this mess. I was mad that people got to go on living their everyday lives and I didn't. It seemed like everyone had a baby or got pregnant, got engaged or married or had some other awesome event happen in their lives in the last 6 months.  Facebook was hard to look at sometimes.  I would NEVER wish upon someone what I went through, I was just purely jealous that I didn't have exciting things to share. (Sidenote: most of these things bother healthy single jenn as well haha)

But most days, I took the other road. I chose to be positive and be happy for others. I was thankful for all of the things people have done for me, and vowed to do the same for others. I wanted people to share the good things in their lives because someday I hope they'll still be around when I have big happy moments in my life as well. 

I have a feeling that the people that take the angry road realize that it's a pretty lonely one and, when you already have cancer, loneliness is NOT something you need.

Things my hair has never been called: Trendy

I just read my post where I said I would post pictures on a weekly basis of my hair growth. I also laughed when I read it. Oh silly Jenn, you should have known better! Luckily, however, I have taken some pictures along the way.

This one is from the end of May. I was babysitting the adorable Ondersma kids and decided that I would try on a baby barrette. I had barely enough hair to keep it in but I figured it was worth a picture.

Fast forward to the end of June and I was here.

Here is today's pic.

 I don't feel like it gives a very good representation of how long it looks in person. Also, I can't even tell you how many times it took me to get one that I like. Side note: How do teenagers take "selfies" so well? Perhaps I needed to put my tongue out like the cool kids do?

So far it looks lighter (maybe a little greyer), seems just as thick, and it's starting to get curly. I have to hairspray it down so that it doesn't curl up. People seem to like the shorter hair. Someone called me trendy. Never have I had a trendy haircut! People seem to think I have a face for short hair. Did people think my other hair was awful all these years??? haha

So there is the hair update for you! I will do my best to post regular pics! (Yup, I'm laughing at that statement...)

Sincerest Apologies!

Well, I have officially lived up to my expectations as the worst blogger ever! Thanks to Allie for reminding me of this!

 So for your viewing pleasure this lovely Friday I present to your a collection of blog posts. Yes, I could put them all into one, but this way it looks like I'm blogging up a storm!

Happy reading!