It’s been 2 years since my dreaded diagnosis. And what a 2 years it has been. I’ve completed all of my surgeries, and now I’m just taking care of myself… or at least trying to. I have lost 30 pounds, and go to the gym as often as I can. I’m eating right, most of the time, and since I was laid off from my job, I’ve taken the past year to rest and relax. Well, I say that. I’ve been at home with a 2 year old for the past year. There really hasn’t been a heck of a lot of resting going on.
I will say that I am quickly forgetting all I went through 2 years ago. I vaguely remember the chemo and radiation. It seems more like a dream than a reality. My scars are even fading. I found a picture of myself sans hair, and I just can’t wrap my head around the fact that was me.
There are only 3 things that help me remember that I was ever sick. 1) I have to take a pill every day. 2) I have 4 doctors that I have to see on a regular basis. 3) I have the worst hot flashes! (the chemo threw me into early menopause).
To anyone reading this who may be going through cancer or know someone who is, it gets better. Don’t dwell on the happening now. Keep a positive attitude. Once it is all over, you will be a new person… just slightly damaged.