Number 18 done. Only two more to go. I chatted with Shirley, a woman getting radiation treatment for lung cancer, while waiting for my turn on the table. She is in her early 50s and has four treatments left. We talked about our ordeals, being in remission, and moving on once treatment is finished. There was respect and compassion, along with a sense of relief in our words. We wished each other the best on my way out. I believe I feel human again. Ready to conquer the world. . . after I nap!