Thank the Chemo Gods... What a difference. I could live with this Chemo. Seriously the last Taxotere treatment was the first time I thought I could die from this. I was very scared about the reaction and looking back I was so ill after the first treatment I know it was poison to my body.

I spent most of my teenage years with a hangover and that is how chemo feels. A bad hangover for a few days. Nauseated and very tired. When you wake up you just go back to sleep for 48-96 hours.

I am not strong, courageous or special in anyway because I am fighting cancer. I am the daughter and grand daughter of strong women and they died from cancer. They were strong because of the life they led before cancer. From them I learned to live strong without cancer. I don't want to be identified by having Cancer. Prior to this, cancer seemed so big now it seems so small. Kindness is big. Love is big. Cancer is small. Hate is small. I am the daughter and grand daughter of strong women that died from cancer. Surviving cancer does not measure strength or courage.