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After my post on Tuesday, things started to look up. Usually all it takes is a good night sleep, and I'm back on the right track. I'm sure the bitter feelings may come back at some point, but right now I'm feeling like life is sweet.

My skin is still red, but it hasn't gotten any worse. The nurses keep saying that it's really not bad at all actually, and they have seen so much worse after a much shorter length of time. Good thing I've always loved lotion...my overuse of it seems to have helped me during this time! My arm is feeling better too, which is a huge relief.

I also got some awesome news from my "little" brother this week. He and his gorgeous wife found out they will be having a little boy next January. A new nephew!!!! Can life get any sweeter than that?!

And nothing against them at all, because of course that's fantastic news..but the BEST part of my life right now is that I only have 4 more treatments!!!!!!!! Four. I can bang that out with my eyes closed (although I usually close my eyes during treatment anyway for some reason).

Once again, my family and friends pulled me out of my funk this week. I would be lost without each and every one of them. And now I'm going to try and muster up the energy to do something fun with my girls this weekend. My LAST weekend that I will be in treatment.. EVER. I'm giddy.

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  1. MamaAugust 14, 2011 at 8:49 AM

    You should be giddy and jumping for joy! It is OVER!!! We can all relax and watch you and your family enjoy life! The lotion and being Italian helped with the radiation. Now a boy from J to add to your girls - what can a Nana ask for! Life is complete. Just try and keep the "what if" monster from your mind and all will be good. Love Mama

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