Today was the first day I felt almost completely normal. Very little pain at all. In fact, if you drew a line down the middle of me and asked me about the right side, I would almost say I wouldn't even know I had surgery. The left side is a little slower to heal, but that's because there were many more lymph nodes taken out of there.
I am able to enjoy things more now. It's a beautiful thing. I feel more like myself.
Maybe that's driven by having hope again. My oncologist is a miracle worker in that sense. Just by doing what she does and giving me a plan, it makes life feel more clear, more certain. I feel like the treatment plan seems so doable. 8 rounds isn't so bad, and the first week in November is not that far away. And trust me, I plan on proudly wearing my survivor shirt (which I received from my wonderful Helen just yesterday) as I make my way through Disney in celebration. As Tammy says, when they ask me "what will you celebrate?" my list will be long: "the 3rd birthday of my precious boy, our 7th wedding anniversary, the completion of chemo, being a survivor and the fact that life is wonderful!" I'd say that's a pretty damn big celebration! I cannot wait.