I've been spending the last six months since my last blog entry living my life, well, normally as possible. I find myself thinking about my cancer less often, but it's always there somewhere. I'm three and one-half years from my initial diagnosis in May 2012. Still beating the odds.
In the meantime, I've gone kayaking and hiking (8 miles!) in California. I've gone camping twice with Allen and Boyce's boy scout troop. I've gotten together with some old girlfriends (old, as in I've known them forever) for a mountain getaway. I even snuck in a trip during the summer back to visit friends in France.
Allen and Boyce have reached a milestone of starting high school, and I find myself getting very emotional whenever I think about that because there was a time when I didn't think I'd make it to see this happen. They're both in the high school band, Allen on percussion and Boyce on trumpet. I have to fight back tears every time they take the field.
I think one of the gifts this cancer journey has given me is getting me more in touch with my emotions. I feel the good stuff even more intensely.
Yesterday, I celebrated my birthday by getting my six-month PET scan. I love my new oncologist. I already got a phone call from her about the results. I'M CLEAR OF MALIGNANCIES! This makes my sixth clear PET scan since finishing chemo.
However, there is some thickening of scar tissue around one of my lung resections, so my oncologist wants me to see my pulmonary surgeon just to be sure that's all that's going on. I have an appointment on November 30th to see what he thinks.
So, it's a clear scan with a slight 'but'. Be thinking of me as I live my 'normal' life.
