Ready For The Ride.

It’s the day before treatment, and a grueling 128 days. I’m looking for words to describe all that’s running through my mind. Not quite fear or anxiety, it’s something more of a sobering, focused intensity of soul. Similar to the feeling of the start of a mission or critical race of some kind. I want to run this race hard. I had read all of the technical documentation of every chemo medication I will receive tomorrow and all of the potential risks and side effects— both short and long term. I have resolved there will be no complaints, no self pity, and no second guessing anyone.