It's almost the end of the year and things are winding down - cancer wise anyway. I saw my surgeon earlier this week and my radiologist today. In between visits I had a mammogram. For both the surgeon and radiologist I'm now on the 6 month plan! I see them both in May 2019. I see my oncologist in December and we'll see how that goes! My mammogram was clear so my next one is December 2019.
Things are getting back to normal - or as normal as it gets when my feet ache all the time (but I intend to ignore it as much as possible) and my hair is wild, fine and extremely white! It's been a wild and terrifying 16 months and I'm not sure how I should feel about that. I know there are people who lament and get angry but I didn't and I'm not angry. I'm not depressed, although I would have preferred not to have had cancer, chemo, radiation and/or surgery it's over and behind me. I think I'm more than this disease and I refuse to let it dictate what I do or feel. At the same time, that feels preachy and I don't want to do that either.
Guess all I can do is live the life I've been given - which, all-in-all is a pretty darn good one.
