Journal entry
October 29, 2001

I feel like absolute crap. I hate chemo. I hate feeling this gross but it's not that bad. Not at all. I've got a lovely house. A cat that growls when you even look at her. A brother that asks how I'm feling every day. A sister who is Kimberley. A dad who can tell stories that are still funny even if I've heard them a million times. A mom who cries happy tears when you sing her happy birthday. Wonderful friends. And so much more. Six months is a small price to pay for motivation to live a fantastic life. It takes some people a much long struggle to get the same results. I'm just taking the short but intense route.

You've gotta try a lot of things. Experience is wonderful. Not many people know what chemo is like. Or what living with cancer is like. Or being happy while living with cnacer is like. I could tell them. It's not so bad, Bessy. Not bad at all.

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