Blue skies ahead...

Finally made it to the LAST CHEMO...Bald and Fluffy but thrilled to be alive!!!  Kicking Stage 4 Lymphoma everyday!

And now, a little stroll down memory lane...

This is from the end of my very first chemo where I sufferred from "Chaive".... a disorder where newly diagnosed cancer patients naively believe that chemo will not disturb daily life...maybe for some, but that was not the case for me!! 

Chemo #2...still had a little of my own hair under the beret...very little...

Chemo #3 - and I moved to wig territory...should have held out and ordered a little darker shade, but I was BALD for jimminy crickets!!!!  I couldn't wait!!

Hats and wigs...I have a closet full of cute winter hats...better work on some summer hats!

For some reason I didn't take any pics during Chemo #4 and #5.  Probably because I hated life and chose not to memoralize my misery with a photo!!

As soon as I started loosing hair, Ironman took the girls to buy hats - that's my sweet Ironman!!  The girls have kept me laughing wearing my hats, scarves, and occasionally my wig - but that's off limits until Mommy's hair comes back - we can't have "her" shedding!!

My certificate today from the best doctor and nurses in the world!!!

Now off to sleep...meds are kicking in...