The Last Pills

Well we are fast approaching the final day of treatment. A date that I've been looking forward to since I've known about it.

I thought about tallying up the total number of pills that she's taken, or maybe the number of needle sticks that she had received, or the pints of blood that she has had transfused... but I thought that might be a bit depressing. Lets just say it's a lot and call it good.

This is a picture of really the last 1.5 pills that she will take. Crazy little pills. It is weird think we won't be dealing with the monthly grumpy and hungry pills anymore, nor the Methotrexate and spinal taps, or the 6-MP. It all just goes away. No more refills... weird. Can you put extra unused portions of medicines on Ebay? Just kidding. :) Actually we don't have a ton of any meds left over so that is good. I kind of feel weird about putting them down the sink or in the trash... what if some little critter gets it in their bloodstream and starts to glow, or turn into a super hero maybe. So I'll just have to take the extra to our clinic next time we go down.

And now we let her body rebuild. I wonder if she will feel and act a ton different? Or if she'll even notice being off all of this stuff? Let me say it one more time... Weird. But definitely a good weird.

I'm off to bed... the 19th of April, Abby's official treatment end day only 1.5 hours away. I feel like I should stay up, set up some fireworks in the driveway and welcome in these new years of our lives after chemo. Actually my dream firework show will probably be much more spectacular than my sidewalk show, so off to bed I go.