When you have a fever and the nurse puts ice bags under your arms. Frozen sideboob.

Found out I have a minor allergy to the adhesive on my wound dressing. So. Fucking. Itchy.

Seriously. I have a weird lump on my chest, but this was SO much better than trying to get an IV into my arm.

With the internet at my fingertips, Snapchat filters were one of the best ways to amuse myself.

Fact: Even when you're young and have a healthy heart, blood transfusions take FOREVER.

You'd think a room full of people would be more lively, but we're all tired. Really tired.

This girl...She takes care of me. And my hairs.

For real. I'm here because I've lost too many blood cells. Can the damn hospital not lose my effing blood, too?

That guy was not there when I was getting radiation. That would have been weird.

Treatment done. Picnic time.

For those who supported my GoFundMe, THANK YOU.

30 day follow up appointment went well, and the doctor okayed me for travel, so I went (with the boy and my new BFF, Imodium AD).

This little guy decided to catch a ride home in the undercarriage of my car. Rando will adjust.

Just because treatment is done, doesn't mean I'll ever be normal. Clearly.

Bri is amazing and sent me a little present along with the cup I ordered. Look up Tuttle Creek Keepsakes on Facebook. She's fantastic.