I don't think it's even hit me yet.

I just awoke from my chemo coma that I've lately been having after each session, only to realize that WAS IT. no more, no way, no how. I FINISHED IT. Wow, after fixating on a day like today for 6 months, it's strange when it finally occurs. I'm still feeling a little chemo-y around the edges, but it's onwards and upwards from here...nothing but net.

I've officially moved on, and this is good stuff. There's so much I can't wait to do, I'm just so excited to do all the things normal people do that I've missed for a half year. Exercise, work, play, all of it. And I can't believe it's finally here.

To all those who followed along, prayed, thought out loud or just plain laughed at my horrible sense of humor: Thank you. I know i've said it a million times, but you are my motivation, my fire, if you will. As a human, when you know you have so many people pulling for you, you just can't let them down. It's a really cool thing, and I'm proud to have been a part of it. I will never forget it, in fact.

As for today, I dont know what i'll do. I just know it's the first day of the rest of my life. And it feels good.

The docs say at two weeks i'll think I feel good- like I have been right before I go back into get sizzled (or should i say when I WENT). Apparently at a month I'll be feeling like I'm walking on clouds, feeling better than I even remembered I could. **This excites me**

OK- here we go. I shake the dust off my 3 day sleeping bender and step back onto the freeway of life. I'm super excited to see where it takes me, and have learned to just let it take you where it does. Struggling against it does you no good.

So, realax people, and enjoy this fine ride of life.