The Dumpster Fire - Kicking Cancer's Butt

So much to be grateful for this week! I saw my (school) team, my surgeon, my superintendent (and most of his cabinet) and my radiation oncologist this week! We've been busy! 😀 On Friday 2/14 and Monday 2/17, my school district was on mid-winter break. That means no school for the students but teachers have meetings and learning opportunities. On Monday, my lovely art teacher colleague text me and asked me if I wanted to meet her and my teammates for lunch. Yes, please! Funny thing is, I didn't even end up eating haha I was just so happy to see them all and chat about all of the things. It occurred to me I haven't seen them since August 29 (the last official school day that I worked)! It was just so lovely to see them all. Truly. Firstly the fact that they included me was amazing and secondly that it was like we had never even been apart.  We also had a family of students there. Usually I have tried to avoid my students if I do see them out in the wild just because it can b...

 I have officially graduated from chemotherapy! I am so incredibly grateful for my family, friends, nurses and doctors for helping me get here. What's crazy is that Monday, February 10 marks 6 months since the journey began. Only six months! When you consider what has happened in the last 187 days...it's enough stuff to feel like it has occurred over years rather than months.  I am very fortunate and very grateful that chemotherapy was relatively easy. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't fun and I'd like to never do it again, but it wasn't the scary, terrifying scenario they make it out to be in shows like  Breaking Bad . I was never sitting in a desolate line of chemotherapy chairs surrounded by sad looking bald people (myself included). The treatment pod was often a lively place with people watching TV, chatting with their care person who accompanied them and surprisingly, laughter.  My nurse, Stacy, was a God-send. I had 16 total treatments and she only didn't ...