It needed to be done and I am unabashedly not ashamed that I did it. The minute I was alone in my house I started screaming and yelling at this cancer. I bloodcurled screamed at least three times which I could not have done in my apt without several doorman and rescue team showing up. But it needed to be done, I am not a wuss and I needed to remind myself that Im going to fight back through every moment of pain and otherwise. If I need to do this every day I will. It was cathartic. On to better moments of health and wellness. 13 days to my next treatment.
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