Chemotherapy is not at all what I expected it to be. I arrived at Atlanta Cancer Care on an early Friday morning in January. It was Friday the 13th to be exact. The date seemed fitting. Before I could start my treatment in the infusion room, I had blood drawn to make sure my counts were high enough to receive treatment. As I sat waiting for the medical assistant to access my port, I mentally ...
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