Wednesday, June 5, 2013


My husband got me this blanket. It did not arrive on time for the first treatment, but I had it when I got home on day 1, and for day 2, pictured here.

During my treatment, there was an older volunteer who brought us drinks and snacks. She saw my blanket and I apologized because it was vulgar. She said it was ok and at the end she leaned in so no one could hear her but me and said good for you sweetie, and I agree with you, FUCK CANCER!!!!

It was awesome.

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