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“Not really. The only time I really cried was when I had to be admitted to the nursing home for infusion of my last two chemotherapy cycles which required supervision. This was a result of my injectable port being removed prematurely because it was compromised. My doctors were more worried about my husband. [laughs] He has been such great support,” Jo-Anne said.