On the other side

I always think of that movie, with Kurt Russell, escape from New York - where his character says "See you on the other side" meaning on the other side of the wall, after the escape. Well, now I'm on the other side, of chemo, possibly of cancer, and not sure what it all means, but will be finding out soon enough. Five days from my last treatment, feeling pretty good all things considered. Some of it is definitely mental, knowing I'm finished, getting on a plane to the other side of the world to somewhere we love to be, and not in a hospital or treatment room. Instead, I'm detoxing from chemo and steroids and my face will soon not look like a chipmunk. But for the first time in six months I am out walking and working to improve my stamina and not worrying about tracking symptoms and side effects. freedom! with hair - as yes I still have hair, although thinner, but hair. I even used a blow dryer today for the first time in about seven months as I did not want to go out in the cold with a wet head and get sick. I was washing my hair only once or twice a week and staying home while it dried. So, on the other side, it is definitely happier, and more pleasant, but who knows what each day will bring. One day at a time. Back to the doctor in two weeks and will know more then.