Two weeks ago I had my last radiation. Don and I celebrated and then turned the focus to Christmas. For two weeks I forgot about the subject that consumed me for 7 months. My mind was on yummier things!
When the kids left on the 26th, I suddenly reminded myself that I didn't have any surgery or chemo or radiation treatments lurking in the furture. I'd been too busy to mentally celebrate... that I was finished.
Sort of Finished
Before Christmas I had one more appointment with my oncologist. I wish I could have just taken some fancy test to tell me whether I really was done with cancer for life. But when Dr. P gave me my prescription for Letrozole, I was reminded that I will never really be done. I'll be taking this hormone blocking drug for 5 years to help lower my risk of recurrance. I'll continue to see my oncologist for is guidance in future years. At least he's young!
But I hate taking pills, especially when they might have side effects. I already know the meds affect bone density, so that means I have to take big, fat calcium tablets. Hmm? Maybe the meds will have good side effects. Maybe they will turn me into a better sleeper. I'd like that.
As I cleaned in the kitchen today, I studied all the tins and boxes of Christmas treats. Seven months ago, I became determined to change my diet and eat the foods that help prevent cancer. (Sugar is not one of them!) I was pretty darn good... until recently.
So, today, I took advantage of a fruit stand, set up by neighborhood children. I bought 12 tangerines that the kids had gotten from an uncle's farm. As I stood in the kitchen eating a dripping tangerine, I noticed the bowl of nuts...
"Beth, those nuts are not just for decoration!" I had to remind myself.
This is the first year I've not waited for New Year's Day, to start my resolutions!
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!