Yes, hooray, I'm done with treatment! I had my last radiation session about a month ago. And it's been more than three months since chemo ended. So what's next? Life after treatment is life. Lunch or dinner with friends, phone calls to Mom, yardwork (I so want to call it gardening, but I just can't), house projects, work that pays the bills, movies -- all the good stuff.
When I had my lumps removed in January, as far as I'm concerned, the cancer was gone. All the rest that's followed is just insurance to make sure the cancer doesn't come back. Because the tumors are fueled by estrogen, I'm now taking an estrogen inhibitor (letrozole) -- it's a tiny pink pill that I take daily for potentially the next five years. So far, the side effects have been minimal, and I've got my order in to the powers that be that it stay that way. I'll be getting semi-annual mammograms and blood tests, and I expect the results to be normal because there's no reason to think otherwise. So it's back to our regularly scheduled programming, with a little more life experience under our belt.
I made another trip to the gym with my darling daughter, and I'm proud to report that I kicked ass! Half an hour on the elliptical with nary a word from the machine about resuming my workout. It was awesome!
The next big thing on the horizon is a two-week trip to Kauai in September with my family -- it's my reward for surviving treatment. My next post may be from the lanai.... aloha!
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