In the last chapter, we celebrated a little, with the results coming back for NO CHEMOTHERAPY! Now, it's time to settle in, because the next big thing is about to start: Radiation. A bunch of my friends have asked me what I'm doing next, and I simply tell them "I'm getting super powers!" Because it's a fun way to say I still need radiation therapy. It's weird to think about. You don't really hear a lot about radiation, apart from the fact that sometimes people have to get a tiny little dot...

Wow, it's been a second since I wrote here. There has been a whirlwind of everything and anything happening, scheduling time off, getting results, appointments... Let me tell you, the hardest part of all of this is the waiting. That sucks. Last time I wrote in the Diary, I told you about a lump behind my ear. Guess what? That's not cancerous. YET. I know, I have the best luck, right? It's something called a Pleomorphic Adenoma, and it has the chance to become cancerous later on if I don't...

Today it has been almost a month since surgery. It's January 15th. If I'm being honest, the emotions I've experienced during all of this aren't something I usually like to display, but I'm writing this to be clear and open about the process, in the hopes that it'll help someone down the line, so that they can find a little solace in knowing someone else has gone through the same thing. But I'll get to how I'm feeling a little later in this chapter. Since the genetics results came back, my...