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ivig 11

I have so much to be thankful and grateful for. Days that IVs go in painlessly. Mennonite markets. Blue skies and wildflowers on the side of the road. I am a spiritual trillionaire and it’s so amazing to be loved by the creator of the universe and his beloved son ❤️

IVIG 10 loaded 7 trucks + IV Benny. woke up in a different dimension

So I finally did ancestry and I am so entertained by how much my largest percentage is a literal geographical location containing every tism I’ve ever had. God has an incredible sense of humor 😂💗

9 years cancer free ✝️ celebrated with round 9 of IVIG 💚

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Do you ever want to teleport back to when you were 18 and tell yourself to not waste your time at a stupid desk trying to learn about how to get an office job an uneducated boomer could get back in their day and follow your actual interests?

… but you felt (and still kind of feel) disqualified because of your size and gender ?? Because I do…

oh well. Never too late, right?

IVIG 8 ? Bad IV day. Bad headache. Bad fatigue. Super uncomfortable. This is the only one I’ve honestly hated so far.. God is still great ❤️‍🩹

IVIG 7

new guy came in today for his second round of chemo. It look every ounce of me to just mind my own business and not answer his questions from the POV he’s looking for.

God bless, stranger. It gets really bad, it ends, it gets much worse, and worse, and then finally, better 💗

I just want to thank God for blessing this new year beyond my comprehension and it’s only been 23 days in. Thank you. I love you. ❤️

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I can’t think about you too much. That’s when I start to get upset. I can’t think about the last time I saw you. I cant think about your pure heart and badass attitude that’s just missing in my world now. It isn’t easy when I inevitably take my eyes off Jesus and start selfishly wishing you were still in this world with me.

today @ ivig

guy next to me: she’s talking my ear off!

nurse: little bear here is known for being quiet so you can’t blame her cause I don’t believe you 🤣

I honestly love all the nurses and fellow patients at rcca ❤️ today was the fastest treatment yet. God willing in Jesus name I pray the guy next to me beats his cancer and gets to enjoy his retirement ☺️

so I missed my 9th rebirthday because I’m busy making peak money 💪🏻

I fist bumped Miguel on Friday and congratulated him on 9 years. I still can’t believe 2 co workers were in the same hospital at the same time because we both had BMTs for blood cancer. God’s world is small and amazing.

Life is great. This year vs last year isn’t in the same realm. I’m beyond blessed. I’ve officially gotten everything I ever wanted here on earth. I’m beyond grateful. I just miss my dad.

The absolute fact that he isn’t missing anything in this evil world makes it so much easier.

IVIG 4?

Every cancer patient (and survivor) has a favorite chemo nurse to do their IV. Mine is Anne and now Tracy. 💗

Going here once a month keeps me down to earth where I belong. I see the people around me getting chemo and I hear them ring the bell. I feel joyous to be a part of their small victories. It reminds me of all God has allowed me to overcome. Looking back at the year and going from almost missing my father’s memorial, to completely healthy is amazing. I will need an eternity just to Thank God for the blessing of health I haven’t had in a very long time.

Thank you God for everything. For the ability to stop drinking. For health. For a cure for what chemo has taken from me. For Tracy’s and for Anne’s. 💗💗💗

Over one year sober

(from being a weekend drinker)

things I learned:

-Not everyone will support you. Even if you have the best reasons in the world. -All your ads will suddenly be for alcohol. - my stomach issues were cured in a few months. -I subconsciously used it to cure my self esteem, and psychological damage

-facing both of those things while sober is impossible without God and Jesus Christ. - it wasn’t difficult for me. But I understand the struggle that overs have. And my heart breaks for them.

IVIG 2

nothing happened too eventful this time. More premeds. Slower. They needed more steroids so I’m up late again. Dave the nurse told me not to scare them because I guess I was a little dead in the face. Little do they all know I’m just in my own head and succumbing to the benedryl.

They had the propaganda playing instead of the usual game shows and it was upsetting my nurse to no end. I don’t think they should have that on in outpatient chemo.. but what do I know.

I really don’t want to hide my love for Jesus anymore. I talked briefly about being a seller in Florida and about our company and how I personally believe they will destroy it for sport. But ultimately I told her all that matters is Jesus and his return. She agreed with me. Turns out she’s a 6 year believer.. around the same time I became one again.

I’ll probably edit this tomorrow 🫠

Monday was so promising. It was the start of getting back something that chemotherapy had destroyed. The rest of the week has spiritually placed me back in the hospital the very day before my father’s memorial. Im so angry. I feel as though I will never love like Jesus wants us to love. I fail every single day. It happens faster than I can even think about it. I’m wondering if this physical pain I’m going through and this physical life in this evil world I’m fighting for is worth it. Should I give up IVIG and just let pneumonia and sepsis take me so I can leave this world early? To call it tempting would be a massive understatement.

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