A happy fourth but oldest was at camp so I don't know how hers went. Mine was perfect! Right now I am waiting for my MRI and feeling nauseous! Really wish that would go away. They are running late and I am sitting here with others. That is good. I hate being slammed with the realization that I had cancer. When I have to fill out "how many surgeries have you had?" it drives me nuts.
Well, right after I wrote that they took me in. It is over. I did freak a little. All I can say is...those of us who go through this know the meaning of sense memory. We are fucking awesome and powerful!