Life

This week we finished up chemo #12! I can't believe it's been that many already. All of the people we used to see at oncology are no longer there. I'm not sure if they've switched days, or if their treatment is over or if they are taking a break. In any case, we're still there.

Sometimes it's a bit depressing to think that there is no end in sight yet. But if I look on the other side, every day the cancer is getting smaller and I am getting healthier. When I think about it like that, it's not so bad. Next week I will have another ct scan. I'm assuming the results will show more improvements. I'm not nervous about it yet, but I'm guessing when the appointment gets closer, I will be.

It's still surreal to look in the mirror and see my bald head and know that I have cancer. I don't feel sick at all. I probably have more energy now than I have since Sophie was born. (Combination of kids sleeping better, eating better and taking more time for myself). I am obviously very thankful that I feel so well, but it is still weird. How can I feel so great on Sunday and then have to go to chemo the next day? It's so hard to wrap my head around. It's also very strange that this is all so "normal" now. I will be making plans and then I hear myself say, "oh I have chemo that day" or "I can't sorry, ct scan", as if these were as ordinary as hair cuts and tire changes.

Although very strange, I am so glad that life is so normal now. 

We had a great Halloween. Sophie loved the trick or treating. Liam was pretty confused at first, but quickly caught on. We have a pretty low-key weekend planned, which will be a nice change for us.

I hope everyone has a great weekend. Please think of me on Tuesday and send me as many "cancer shrinking" vibes as you can.

I just re-read this, and the writing is terrible. Sorry about all the grammar mistakes, but I don't have time to go back and fix it now.