Stine here, with a post that is 6 months in the making! Yesterday was Brian’s last day of chemo, and every minute that passes is a minute closer to him getting his life back!

He took his last day of chemo like the champ he’s been the whole time:

"Peace out."

He wore his green shirt in honor of  St. Patrick’s Day.

My grand mother passed away on St. Patrick’s Day 18 years ago, and I’ve always hated the holiday since then. However, Brian ending chemo has made me full of joy, and I think I will celebrate the day going forward. I think we have the luck of the Irish with us, now. I even wore green yesterday (with matching green earrings), which I haven’t done since the 4th grade.

The tree leaves were green when he started this process, and I have the proof. Every time he went to chemo, I took a picture out of the hospital room window:

October 6, 2010

October 20, 2010

November 10, 2010

November 24, 2010

December 8, 2010

December 22, 2010

January 5, 2011

January 19, 2011

February 3, 2011

February 17, 2011

March 3, 2011

March 17, 2011

And spring will come again! The tree out the window had a slight pink blush to it yesterday (hard to see with the iPhone camera), which is a sure sign it’s about to bud. Today is the day daffodils will be passed out by Pike Place Market volunteers in downtown Seattle, because Sunday is the first day of spring.

We brought daffodils and a card to the nurses, and they were equally as excited for Brian. They helped him celebrate his last day with a send-off that was very appropriate for someone who loves musical theater:

Overall, it was the best kind of chemo day that a chemo day can be; the last one!