Chemo #6 - Chemo is tough, but I am tougher.

As we made the drive to the Hulston Cancer Center, Richard and I were reflecting on the first time we made that drive just over 4 months ago.  We were in disbelief that we were reporting for chemotherapy.  And today, we were in disbelief that we were reporting for our last chemotherapy.  We made it; The fight isn't officially over (I'll have infusions through November and another reconstruction surgery and at some point they will need to remove my port), but we finished the toughest rounds.  I do have a sick week ahead of me, but knowing it will be my last sick week makes me giddy.  I can handle anything just one more time.  

All smiles on his last day of chemo!  

 Around 10:00 this morning, while we are checking in for chemo, my phone starts to blow up with emails and text messages.  Richard (along with my friends Shavonne, Brian, Maria and my Mom) had arranged for people to send messages of encouragement all at once.  It was amazing.  And it made me cry.  I've said it before, but I'll say it again: I am surrounded by some amazing friends and family.  

Richard's excited about it being our last day of chemo, probably because he thinks he'll get out of taking pictures with me.

Mason was excited too...  This kid has made a lot of sacrifices during this time.  He probably isn't even aware of the sacrifices he's made.  But Richard and I are and we could not be prouder.  Team Moss: One team, one dream! 

Bummer that most of my important counts were on the low end of the scale.  But, not low enough to keep me from finishing this final round.  My body is tired.  It's struggling to put up with the stress we've put it through the past 4 months.  It definitely fights back after my treatment in a barrage of side effects.  Chemo is tough, but I am tougher.

Our final waiting room selfie before we start round #6.  Can't you tell how excited Richard is? 

Me as they are disconnecting me from the infusion machine.  I was choking back the tears.  Can't believe this chapter is nearing an end.  I'm so excited.  And proud.  And honestly, a little scared.  But overall, they were very happy tears!

I did it!  6 rounds with poison getting pumped through my body.  

A family picture right before I ring the bell.  It meant so much to me that Mase was there.  

Me ringing the bell.  Ringing the bell signals the end of chemo and is a tradition at most cancer centers.  

What meant the absolute most to me was that my family showed up to ring the bell and cheer me on! The support we have gotten from my family and Richard's family has been amazing.  We are so blessed. 

Getting cheered on by my family meant the world to me.  Jill wasn't able to make it up from Florida, but that's okay because I booked Mason and I a little celebratory trip down there.  I cannot wait to get a big hug from my sister and feel that Florida sun on my head!  

Fill 'Er Up... And Round #2

Today, I had my first expansion appointment.  Yay for more natural looking boobs!  While I was nervous, I've got to say the expansion was a cake walk, so far.  I was told that I may experience some tightness and soreness this evening and tomorrow, but I'm feeling like a badass today, so I'm not too worried about it.  I just hope that soreness moves on before the chemo symptoms are in full swing.

DCP, my plastic surgeon, walked in made some small talk and got to business.  He took a stud finder type tool to identify where the ports on my expanders are located.  Then, he numbed me up and I could barely feel the needle in my right breast, but felt a bit more of a pinch in my left breast.  Then, he took a syringe and filled each breast with 60cc's.  It was a piece of cake.  And I could immediately see a difference.  Yay!  My breast expansion has been pretty much been put on the back burner, my choice.  It just doesn't seem as important to me and since my chemo will slow down my exchange surgery, I am taking my sweet time.  But, I must admit, seeing a bit more of a breast mound made me feel good, closer to my normal.  

He couldn't nail down the plan exactly, as I get to pick how big I want to go, but he anticipated that I will need 4-5 more fill appointments and then will be able to do my exchange 6-8 weeks after my last chemo infusion.  I will still continue with the Herceptin infusions for a year, but he will do the exchange once my 6 chemo treatments are complete.  Looks like by May I will be swim suit shopping... And I'm hopeful that my swim suit options will be a little more generous since I can be a little less worried about the support factor.  

Next, we headed over to the Hulston Cancer Center for my chemo infusion.  While I dread chemo's side effects that will hit Saturday afternoon and last for 3-5 days, I found myself looking forward to some alone time with Richard.  Again, chemo infusion day is almost relaxing.  Not horrible.  And, I don't feel nearly as self conscious with my hair issues if I'm in a doctors office.  Another win.  Always a silver lining.  Feeling much more normal today than I did yesterday...  God bless everyone!