Today was my last Herceptin chemo. Unlike all the others, it only took a half hour for the drip to finish. It's all good. I was asked by one of the nurses if I'd learned any life lessons this past year. Truthfully? I can't say I have. I always knew that I could do anything I set my mind to. I know I have been through much more difficult times. I know I am so fortunate to have a family, and especially a husband that loves me. As ever I am me--bald, curly-haired, straight-haired, short-, long-, or in-between haired. The insides haven't changed. I knew all that before. All the past year has done was to confirm what I already knew. I do look forward to getting my life more completely back. It will be strange (in a good way) not measuring my life in 3 week increments, my reality for the past year.
Next up is a meeting on Thursday with the surgeon who will remove my port. If it were my decision, I'd have him take the port out on Thursday afternoon. But I'll have to get into the surgical schedule. I should know when it can come out by Thursday.
Follow ups with the oncologist will be every 2 months to start. I just had a mammogram (clean), and will have an MRI in February (alternating every 6 months). Other than that, no other tests will be done. My recent blood work was clean, too. So, soon, I will bid this chapter in my life adieu. Onward...
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