I'm so happy for you. Chemo fucking sucked, and I got my first session 2 days before Christmas. Just in time for all the side-effects to kick in. The doctor warned me,
"I'm afraid you won't have a very pleasant Christmas".
"Well, just as long as it's not my last Christmas, doctor", I replied.
Chemo did a fantastic job; it killed the vast majority of the tumour before they operated, and prevented it from spreading. But the side-effects were nasty: sickness, exhaustion, mouth-ulcers etc. It also flat-lined my Immune System, to the point I developed a very dangerous infection in my left shoulder. Which meant I had to undergo emergency surgery and eight weeks of antibiotic treatment before I could have my cancer surgery.
So I'm very glad you dodged that bullet.