SAN ANTONIO -

Three down and only one to go! YIPEE!
Surprisingly, this last chemo was the easiest yet. It's strange, you never know what to expect.
I thought after the first chemo treatment, I would know what to expect the next few times. I was wrong!
This time, I was prepared to be sick for days, and never really got sick. About two days after the treatment, I was very worn down, tired, but not horribly sick.
On Sunday, I slept alot. Today, I'm a bit tired, but back at work and doing great. I can only pray the last one will be as easy as this one!
My oncologist put me on seven days of nupogen to make sure my white cell count doesn't fall too low this time. I hate those darn shots, but it's a small price to pay!
Thanks to everyone for all the feedback on whether I should anchor bald. I've been overwhelmed by the positive response!
While feeling bad Sunday and sleeping -- my daughter walked up to the side of the bed, laid her head next to mine, and said "Are you okay mommy? You'll be better soon, the medicine will make you better, right?" Such big words from such a small child. But she's right. Here's a little inspiration from her. I hope you enjoy it!
A Glimpse of Heaven
"I caught a glimpse of heaven while feeling bad one day. It showed me spirit, love and life without a word to say.
I saw -- just for a moment -- the purity of love. I saw just how blessed I am from my father up above.
I caught a glimpse of heaven while curled up in my bed. No trumpets, horns or blaring song just a tiny voice that said: 'I love you. I love you. It'll be okay. Don't be scared - mommy - I am here today.'"
That little glimpse of heaven is my darling daughter Nicole. A reminder of why I fight to once again be whole.
So, on days when my body screams for this to end, I take another glimpse of heaven and gain strength to begin again.