9/4/09

Today was Avastin #9, that means I only have one more left. It is weird, because the entire time I have been doing treatment, I've been looking forward to the day I would be done. I've always talked about how I would celebrate with a big party. Now that it is almost here...I'm scared. I just feel like the beast will start growing, if I'm not getting some kind of poison pushed into my veins every 3 weeks. I have seen this awful disease kill so many young women, I don't want to be one of them.