4 more to go people!!!

Perspective. Mine has been in constant growth. I have gained so much perspective on my life and I have been able to apply it to both the past and present.

When I started Chemo in January my first round consisted of 4 sessions. The whole time I was counting them down, and fighting the get through them. Those 4 sessions were a mountain to me.

Right now I have 4 sessions left. I am so excited that I ONLY have 4 left.
Five months ago 4 sessions was a huge task I had to complete, now 4 sessions are a relief and I see them as a small bump in the road.

Perspective, gotta love it.

-R

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