cute-black-baby Dreaming of days and lifetimes without breast cancer

My trip to the oncologist last week left me in an emotional tail-spin. It has taken me days to try to get it together.

I am fine. My oncologist seemed pleased that I handled all of the treatments, all of the surgeries seemingly with ease. In hindsight, while there were some bumps along the way — a little neutropena, delays in healing, and so forth — things went pretty much as planned.

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