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First of all, this round of chemo can kiss my ass. Just in the last couple of days have I been able to eat meals, and it’s time to do chemo again. As each round gets progressively shittier, I will not be surprised if the awful nausea/gross taste lasts the full three weeks between rounds. Pissed …

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Okay, Tom Petty, you know your stuff. The waiting is the hardest part…at least so far. The initial diagnosis happened so fast. It was Boom! Lump. Boom! Mammogram and ultrasound. Boom! Biopsy. Boom Boom Hiss! It’s cancer, bitches. Just two days after learning I had breast cancer I met with my breast surgeon, Dr. Boobcutter. …

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