I haven’t been as good doing regular posts on my blog like I wanted to when I first started. Work, the holidays, spending time with friends and family have all taken priority (rightfully so). Still, it seems a little strange that I haven’t found 10 minutes here or there to sit down and make an update. Every time I put it on a list, I always move it to the next day’s tasks. Clearly this strategy has not been working for me.
I think I keep putting it on the back burner because, well, I’m over breast cancer. Yup, just plain over it! It doesn’t consume my every thought like it used to. I don’t go to sleep and wake up thinking about it. I don’t spend a ridiculous amount of time obsessively reading every post on breastcancer.org or googling every single side effect and statistic.
Now, I don’t want to go and tempt fate or jinx myself, but I feel really good. Obviously, I don’t look like my old self yet (I’ve probably got about 1” of hair growth on my head – woo!) but I don’t even think about THAT as much anymore. I can’t tell you how awesome it feels to be getting back to normal. I can’t tell you how thankful I am for this life and for all of the wonderful people (old and new!) who have supported me during the last 7 months. I am eternally grateful for each and every one of you! I am definitely on the other side of this and I couldn’t have done it without you.
This is all good stuff here.
I have five radiation treatments left. That’s right, just a measly 5. January 17th will mark the end of my active treatment. I’m ready. I still have a couple things left, but they aren’t nearly as bad as what I’ve already done. I have to start taking Tamoxifen (prescription that binds to estrogen making it less available for tumors to feed on) in February. I also have the second half of my reconstruction surgery sometime in June. Tamoxifen may give me a lot of shitty side effects; but it may not. Going under the knife again isn’t the most fun thing in the world but these things look like child’s play compared to what I’ve been through.
As I said to the hubs on Sunday, “I’m BACK, baby!”
Sorry cancer, but I’ve moved on.