Wednesday 5/16 - end of treatment!!!

On May 15th, 2017, I learned that my relatively-innocuous "hip flexor strain" was in fact a hip tumor-- and so began our harrowing journey. First came the 3 months of testing, pre-diagnosis: I was slow-tracked (owing to the low likelihood of cancer at my age), which made for a whole summer of anxious waiting periods, insurance complications, long drives, and uncertainty. Then, as you've borne witness, came the 9 months of treatment: sixteen rounds of chemo with complications occasionally escalating to ER visits and a major surgery with extensive rehab. After all this, you can imagine my relief and thrill to share that my treatment is now O-V-E-R: Yesterday afternoon, coincidentally another May 15th, I was released from my last 4-night stay at Johns Hopkins; last infusion of chemicals straight to my heart; last bout of lousy side-effects, hospital food, and constantly-interrupted sleep; and most importantly, last of all my planned cancer treatments! Exactly one year a...