March 27, 2013

March 27, 2013...certainly not where I thought I'd be on this date - but I'm here nevertheless. And, if the scans allow it to be so, by the grace of God, this will be the last day I received high dose chemotherapy.

Though I'm in here until Friday, that's for hydration measures. This chemo cycle will be tough to recover from, sure, and the battery of tests that will ensue in late April will provide anxiety to an extent previously unknown in the Modico household. However, seven full cycles of chemotherapy are complete. I mean I guess I knew what I was getting into, but I also didn't know what I was getting into, but it didn't really matter now did it? You gotta do what you gotta do. Fight for your right to party.

We march on. As previously stated, the scans will determine how I'm doing and what the course of action from that point on will be. All signs are pointing towards the maintenance chemo regimen for a while (however long I can handle it, really), and maybe trying to put my life back together a bit. Luckily, it never really fell apart thanks to the love and support I've received from seemingly every corner of the globe, but some things still need taking care of...like let's say graduating on May 20th.

And so we've come to, and passed, another milestone. It feels good to still be here, no matter the physical torture the whitecoats try to put me through. I plan to be here quite some time longer. Here's to the good life.