Well, assuming no further complications, today is my last day of chemotherapy.

It couldn't have come at better time – the treatment has definitely been taking its toll, as you can see. For those of you who wanted evidence of my baldness, here you go. This week has been tough so far, but at least there is a light at the end of the tunnel. The symptoms that usually hit me at the end of the cycle started much earlier in the week. My appetite has dropped to next to nothing – I have a light breakfast in the morning and pretty much don't eat for the rest of the day. I spend most of the day sleeping -  I nap through treatment and sleep pretty much from the time I get home at 2-3pm through 6:30 the next morning.

Beyond that, I'm definitely looking forward to putting this chapter of my treatment behind me. I know there's still a big hurdle in front of me with the pending surgery, but the chemo definitely weighs on you both mentally and physically. It will be nice to actually be able think straight again, and be able to go out in public without worrying about a depleted immune system.