After knee surgery, wrist surgery, and a cancer diagnosis within 5 years, I thought my body had had enough. 
I had peaked and my best times were behind me. 

Egg retrieval 3 weeks post-mastectomy with no side effects made me realize my body might still be on my side.

Starting chemotherapy a week later, each day I wondered if I would still be able to get out of bed and what fresh hell awaited me, yet if you dug deep, you would see my secret is that chemo seemed 
too easy. 

When I told my oncologist my priority was a bachelorette in the United States after the first round of chemo, and a wedding in Canada meant she needed to push back the date of the last round, 
I was serious.

Sure there were down days, crying when I dropped a spoon on my toe, getting angry, feeling run-over, 
but it was never what I hear from others.

Chemo was easier than I expected, and I don’t know why.