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The past few days have been really good ones. We had a fun family day in San Francisco yesterday - dim sum in Chinatown for lunch, a drive down Lombard (the crooked part), and an afternoon at the Exploratorium. The girls had so much fun. I'm not sure if I laughed more when Charlie threw up her arms in the car and yelled "Wheeee!!" as we drove down Lombard, or when she screamed "THANK YOU" to the docents at the museum after they did a demonstration for us.

Now it's Thursday...3 more days until my LAST treatment. It's so crazy to think that it's almost over. I don't have do this again 2 weeks from now...... It's better than Christmas! Normally I start getting edgy and anxious the Friday before treatment. But I don't forsee that happening this weekend. At least I hope it doesn't. I have so so so much to be excited about. After Monday, I will (hopefully) never have to do this again. Next week will probably suck. But the following week, my "good" week, will be the first of a long run of good weeks. Chris and Hannah are coming on the 22nd, and I am so excited to see them. I was really in bad shape last time they were here so I can't wait to have a good visit with them.

And Charlie's birthday is the following week. I can't believe she's going to be 2 already. I can't believe how much has happened in 2 short years. It's just another reminder that time really does fly, even when it may not seem like it.

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  1. Time does fly by - whether you are having fun or NOT! There will be only good weeks from now on - even with the one bad one coming up. Every day is a gift, use it as best you can. Keep thinking positive,this will all be a memory real soon. One you can reflect on and go forward saying "wheee, I've done it, I've kicked cancer". Love Mama

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