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All Done!

Radiation is DONE!

Sad and a relieved. I built some relationships while going every day and I'm going to miss them! They were caring and friendly!

The last 5 days have been hard. My forehead and a good portion of my scalp burns/itches and if I itch or rub it, it stings. It's like having a sunburn from the inside out. It's not unbearable but it is uncomfortable. Also, my hair is falling out in small chunks. I expected it, not a huge deal, it's just, my hair is EVERYWHERE. I am constantly picking it off myself and everything around me. It's gross. 

This will be the status quo for the next week or two but it's temporary, one less thing to worry about!

Funny side story, after my last update my friend Sara texted me the picture of me in my mask and was like "this is your Halloween costume right?" My response was "it can be, they give it to me when I'm done. All I had to do was get brain cancer and then I get a free mask!" ..."the s*** you do for free stuff!?!" I mean...  😂 It's important to laugh! 

Here's some pics!

Both Torin and Fido like to hang out on the kitchen floor while we are food prepping. Super safe? Luckily, he is adamant about closing the fridge so he's been a HUGE help! 
People ring the bell after their last session. 
Parting gifts! 


My new hot hairstyle!

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