I can't believe it's been over a month since I last posted anything. The last month of chemo pretty much went as usual. It probably sounds a little weird, but chemo was not nearly as bad as I imagined. It has been over a week since my last (and final) treatment and I'm feeling pretty well. My hair is growing in pretty well, I've got the GI Jane look going on. My port should come out soon and then Wesley and I are going on a much needed vacation. I have put off writing this for a while, I think because I wasn't sure how I felt about it all yet. People keep asking me how I feel about being done with treatment and I don't really have an answer. I guess most people expect me to be ecstatic but I find that I'm not that enthusiastic. For others it probably seemed like I was diagnosed with cancer, started treatment and then I was finished! Although for me this has been a process and at first it felt like it was never going to be over and each treatment I counted down to the end. Basically, I knew quite well when this would be over and throughout the whole process I've kept my focus on what was next and now there isn't really anything next, except the well...the rest of my life.