Radiation is over. Today was my final treatment. I got to ring the bell (for what I hope is the last time). The plaque above the bell says: Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away. Smile – this is one of those moments.
It felt amazing to ring that fucking bell. My best friends surprised me by showing up to watch me ring it.
This evening was spent celebrating with my boyfriend. We had a fabulous night together, and I finally got to try the Strawberry Honey Weizen from Six Row. It was delicious, btw. I had two.
Life is good.