I have had such mixed emotions this week, as I prepare for a rather small Thanksgiving, just my boys & my mom, so for the first time we’re doing just a turkey breast instead of the whole bird. I don’t know why I’m so worried about this, but I am.
Probably trying not to focus on the end of the week, which I shall henceforth refer to as Pink Friday. My last treatment.
Met with my oncologist today, and he confirmed, this is really it. He even quoted a new study that showed for women with my risk factors, four treatments seems to be plenty. Wouldn’t matter if I had six. Wouldn’t matter if I picked the easier treatment where I got 26 treatments (one a week).
This plan seems to be just as effective as any of my other options. And it’s hard to believe it, but I’m almost done.
For some reason, it almost doesn’t seem right. Like I haven’t had it hard enough or something. Of course, I can say this on the Tuesday BEFORE chemo… a week from now will be a significantly different story, but today, it feels surreal that this will soon be a memory.
I told my doc today that I’m still working, that I’ve been working full 8 hour days basically since the Thursday after my last chemo and he got a big grin and said, “That’s amazing. You’re amazing.”
People have been telling me that all over the place, but when it comes from someone who not only knows exactly what he’s putting your body through, but sees gazillions of other women who are dealing with the same stuff, that feels pretty cool. Like maybe I am amazing after all.
After this week, I get to start making new plans.
My doc gave me the prescription for Tamoxifen, which we’ll start for a while, and may switch to something that’s easier on the system in a few years depending on how my system handles it. I’ll start that on January 1. So will have that from 1/1/13 to 12/31/17 0r something like that.
Crazy stuff to be planning that far out, but since I’m planning to live until 2062, I guess it’s not SOO long term.
So if I don’t write in the next few days, remember that I’m in a good place. Just don’t always have time to write. In the words of Axl Rose:
Sometimes I need some time…on my own
Sometimes I need some time…all alone
But I’m still thinking of you all, my ninjas, and hoping you enjoy the upcoming days of giving thanks!
Thank you for sharing Ange. It gives me courage to see your strength.
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