6 years ago today... I got the call. The call that made me feel like I was falling down an abyss. The call that changed our lives forever.
I have been bad not posting for so long. But no news is good news, right? :)
I am doing well. Last May my oncologist at MD Anderson and I decided that I did not need to go to Houston every year any more. I see my oncologist here in town, once a year, although I will be switching to the Survivorship Clinic soon.
I am so grateful, that I am here. I am alive, feeling well. I watch my children grow. I have a job that I love. I tap dance twice a week, and sometimes go to the gym. I gained all the weight that I had lost during chemo and some more in the last 4 years, and then last year I lost it again. I hope that I am learning to keep it under control for the rest of my life. For the first time in my life I realize and accept that my relationship with food is something that needs to be watched, rather than dieting till losing the weight and then going back to the 'old ways'. I also learned that my mental health is directly linked to my physiological health. So I seek help when I need to.
The "fear" of cancer coming back is always there, but less pronounced in my daily life. I do talk about it in class when we cover cancer but it doesn't terrify me as it used to. Having friends who are living with cancer has taught me (I hope it has) that life continues and you do the best of what you have been given.
If you are on this journey I wish you strength..
Peace.
Zeynep
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