I'm finally home for the rest of the summer. It feels pretty damn good. Of course I'm back into all the drama at home, but its better than being so lonely. I have five more chemos left to go. It doesn't seem like a lot but they keep getting harder for my body to tolerate so when someone says, "oh, but you're almost done"---it just irritates me. I keep having to spend more and more time shut up at home, constantly washing my hands because I have no immune system for more and more days. I hate it. Grrr..