The Final Stretch

This week has been about the quiet battles. The throat irritation has really settled in, making swallowing even harder. Fatigue sinks in deeper each day, saliva thickens, and I would do a lot to be able to even taste water right now. My protein shakes are my only calorie intake, and at this point getting enough down to maintain my weight is simply my full time job. I sleep more than I probably ever have before, but I know my body needs it. 

Every day is still a step forward, but the weight of it all is undeniable.

And yet… the “almost there” moments are finally starting to feel real. This coming week is my last full week of treatment. After today, I have six radiation sessions left. My last chemo is on Wednesday, the 20th and my final radiation treatment is Tuesday, the 26th. The finish line isn’t just a dream anymore, it’s right in front of me. Still, I know this last week will test me in ways I haven’t felt yet. I am ready to hear the sounds of those bells ringing.

This past week has been all about mentally preparing for that final chemo. This is the last chapter. This is it.

And when I needed it most, my people showed up. Not just showed up but truly showed up. Sunday night, my entire gym family surprised me on our front lawn with energy, love, dance moves, and open arms. I was stunned, speechless, which doesn’t happen often. The emotions poured out of me. They gifted me a handmade quilt, stitched together from all of our gym shirts. That was exactly what I needed. It was the push I needed to carry me through to the end. 

It’s not over yet. I still have a fight left. But the end is closer than ever. Next week, Tuesday, I will be done with treatments. I can finally say next week. This is the final stretch and I am ready to cross that finish line.

-JD/JK


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