In the last nine months, my kids observed me give birth, lose 40 lbs, lose my hair twice, spend days in the hospital neutropenic, and lose a breast. Before the end of the year, they’ll watch me radiate my skin. The journey isn’t pretty. Here’s what I’ve learned. — Last week, I was marked up for radiation therapy (six weeks, Monday-Friday) at MD Anderson Houston to treat the Stage IIIC triple-negative breast cancer that tried to kill me. I’m a part of a Phase III clinical trial assessing the efficacy of proton vs photon-guided radiation. …