Here it is. Two years
since I received the diagnosis of Stage 3 cancer. Is that something to celebrate? Right now it’s something that I can’t seem to
wrap my head around. After years of
working out, eating a somewhat clean diet (my diet is now much improved), and
following doctor’s orders I never believed cancer, let alone Stage 3 is
something that I would experience. But
then no one believes cancer will happen to them. People ask me all the time how I’m doing and
I never really know how to respond. But
I do feel good. It’s just that July is
an emotional time for us…even with writing the blog there is no way to explain
the upheaval we’ve been through the past two years. I’m so very lucky to have Johnny in my
life. We’ve been hugging and holding
each other close. I wouldn’t have made
it without him.
I’m now one year post-treatment and my current status is
(NED) no evidence of disease. So while
that makes me technically recovered the tests and appointments continue. Two years ago at the time of my diagnosis the
stats were 50% that I will be alive in 2018. That’s very sobering. This month
is another hCG test and in August an appointment with Dr. Kanodia.
I am starting to feel
stronger and even went out for a run with the dogs this morning and if the
weather cooperates I will continue. We
all enjoyed the run. I’m also reading
Ben Greenfield’s book Beyond Training
and learning a lot about serious workouts.
We’re moving forward, truly appreciating what we have. It’s friends and family this weekend. Happy 4th I hope I get to be here
for many more.
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