Sunday, Jan 5th, 2025

Well, tomorrow I go back into the darkness one last time (hopefully). I strap on the chemo pump one more time for 96 hours of toxic injections.

The next 5 days I will be ok, with just major fatique setting in. This coming Saturday I will be confined to my bed only, with massive mouth sores and zero energy.

The first week will be ok, the second week will be the most brutal yet, as I do not feel recovered as well as in the past sessions. I feel this middle week will have me curled up in a fetal position crying for my Mom!

With all the gloom, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I can feel hope, I can smell Victory!! If God decides I get another chance and lets me whip up on the devil.....then I hope the world is ready! I will spank the devil like a red headed step child (no offense gingers 🙂)

I cannot wait until I can fully live again. So far, I have lost no hair and no weight. I have not taken any stomach meds, as no pain there at all, so far.

Right now, since the beginning, I have had 32 radiation treatments, 13 chemo sessions, had a piece of my right lung removed, had a full body infection from the chemo port that had me in the hospital for 6 days.

And I'm still kicking and fighting with a good chance of Victory still! I will never give up. I will fight until I see God's hands reach out for me to go home...and not a second before then!

The devil can stick it where the sun don't shine! I will continue to make the devil bleed if he wants to get me. He will need to work overtime. This is like a Marathon with 2 miles to go. The finish of a race is my specialty. I am almost ready to start my sprint to the finish line. Wahoooo!

Wow, I can't believe I am almost there.

May God bless us all!