I passed my five year mark. I have been released from cancer purgatory. I am, as far as they know, free and clear. I could cry. I did cry, actually. It's such a relief.
It's also a little anticlimactic, but that's fine. This whole process has been way too climatic as it was. Too much blood. Too much mess. Too much fear. Too much cutting and recovery and meeting people and talking to people and appointments.
This chapter is over for now. I'm going to try and make the most of it. Maybe I'll ask for that podcast starter kit for Christmas. We'll see.
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