Nervous energy coursed through my body as I stepped onto the elevator. I was heading to my first radiation treatment.
“Does your shirt say, I Got This?” a voice from the back corner inquired. She was small and thin, and her steel gray hair was chopped into a no-nonsense bob.
“Yes, it was a gift,” I replied.
“So you’ve got this, even if it sucks…right?”
“And boy does it ever,” I chuckled, “But yep. I’ve got it.”
“Haha, me too, honey.”
Hours later, I stepped back onto that same elevator.
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