An important part of my ritual for chemo day is a feast, I tend to do a bit of involuntary fasting when the worst of the side effects hit, so I treat the day before as a free for all. If it looks delicious to me, it goes in my belly. This joyous feast usually bolsters my attitude, carrying into how I laugh and bubbly my way through that arduous process of getting weighed, cuffed, poked, injected with poison, and then sent on your way. The first night can be touch and go. Sometimes the combination of my pre-meds (CBD + intravenous nausea meds)  is such a high that it floats me right out of the house and into an adventure. In this case, a Friday GRWM live (a personal favorite activity, it's like getting ready with friends!) and out the door with my movie pass to see a movie. This ritual is essential to my health and well being, and I make sure to budget both the time and the funds to ensure that I can make the day, the act, the side-effects, a healing experience. It's how I have turned what should be something I dread into something I look forward to. It is the grown-up version of the lollipop after the shot at the doctors.

But sometimes a picture (and a lot of selfies) is worth more than words, so behold my beautiful chemo day....