I used to count how many months “down” I was. But tonight, I can say I’m a month and a half “in” and headed back to Dana Farber for the first time as a “graduated” patient tomorrow. It’s already been 6 weeks since I got my last dose of chemotherapy and my body and mind are finally beginning to truly heal. After two years of a tingly tongue and numbness in my fingertips, those underlying & continuous feelings have gone away. So have much of my fatigue, headaches and nausea are gone. I no longer have to stop eating two hours prior to going to bed because of a daily chemo pill. I’ve gotten to lift life restrictions.
I’ve had a dirty martini. 🙌🏼
I’ve gone in a public pool and hot tub and not worried about getting an infection.
And had a mani/pedi day with my best without worrying about going against doctors recommendations not to in order to reduce risk of more infections.
I’ve gone to the Red Sox game with friends and stayed out too late on a work night.
I’ve become obsessive over the new Beyonce album. (Download ‘Freedom’ and then try telling me she’s not my soul sistah)
I’ve done yoga and felt strong the entire time.
I’ve had a 24 hour get-away with Michael
I’ve lived six weeks of a “free me” and damn, it feels good.
I still have so much to work on and mentally get through; some days I’m good and some days I’m emotional. I still don’t know what I want to do with my life, I still don’t know exactly why I was given this second shot but I’m so grateful for it. I’m so happy to get to live my life!
Lots of love & light,