Last day of immunotherapy

Today was Jacob’s last infusion of immunotherapy. The last day of writhing pain. The last day of fevers of 105 and late night hospital visits. The last.

I am smiling ear to ear through this mask. I honestly never thought this day would come. It always felt so out of reach. Chemo, surgery, more chemo, then immunotherapy. The clock was set for a year, we went over that, but here we are.

Here we are.

Here we are.

What’s next?

Hugs.