Happy Endofchemoversary – another Landmark Day!

I have marked a number of Landmark Days over the past months, but this one feels rather different.  It is the first one to mark what feels like moving forward from the diagnosis.  I know that finishing the chemo course was only part of the story, but chemo was a long haul and one which frightened me enormously.  I approached each cycle with nervousness, fear and trepidation tempered with gratitude for the cutting edge treatment.  The 8 cycles started days (18 to be precise) after my mastectomy, when I was still getting used to my diagnosis.  The 8 cycles were to take the best part of 6 months, and take full control of almost every aspect of my life during that time.  I remember sitting in Dr W’s office when he went over my pathology reports just after my surgery, telling me that chemo would take at least 24 weeks.  Around 6 months.  At that time, I really felt as if the nightmare would never end.

So how come I am already marking not just the end of chemo, but a WHOLE YEAR from the end of chemo?  Doesn’t it just go to show that it all does keep moving forward?  I know I have no guarantees that I would never need chemo again (touches wood by the treeful) but I can look back and see just how far I have come.  Indeed it is a wonderful thing to be in this place today, not bald, feeling strong and energetic, my legs working properly and no longer feeling wooden and dreadfully heavy, my fingers and toes having feeling in them, Twang Arm less numb and feeling stronger and three NEDs under my belt.  The path will continue to twist and turn I am sure, but my feet are firmly stepping forwards.

So indeed it is Happy Endofchemoversary to me!  And many more to come I hope!

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Another Landmark Day

Tomorrow is another Landmark Day.

Let’s call it the “Chemoversary” as it will be a year since I was introduced to chemo.  Once we met, we were to become regular acquaintances over nearly 6 months, and I still have some delightful reminders.  The Annie Lennox look for example, as well as the numbness in my fingers in toes, the lines across my nails and how could I almost forget the port under my skin.  In fact, my “porting” anniversary was yesterday.  Have I really lived with this device under my skin for over a year now?  You would think it was less uncomfortable by now!

However, rather than dwell too much on the Cancery side of things, I am happy to say that I have a plan for the weekend.  A non-Cancer plan.  (The weather also has plans though it seems not for our part of the country, and hopefully not as intense as predicted).

Weather permitting, and as long as there are no other unexpecteds, we hope to head out of town to Bago this full moon weekend which happily coincides with the Thadingyut Lighting Festival.

With any luck I might even FORGET that it is the Chemoversary!