July 4 marks a great day for me.
It's one year since my last round of chemo started. One year away from hell. It's been an emotional week for me--I had to meet with the Medical Oncologist. A new Medical Oncologist. Did I mention it's my third one since this all started.
I started with Dr. Fitzgerald. I *loved* Dr. Fitz, she was like talking to my best girlfriend.
Then I got Dr. Coppin, who at one point took off his shirt in front of me to show me a bruise he got while biking the Myra Canyon....(mind you this was in front of Kent too....)
So, now we are onto Dr. Kotb. When I got the call for the appointment, I asked if I could move it as it landed on Kent's birthday, I was told no. Under NO terms would they allow me to move the appointment to September. The next available date.
As the date drew nearer, I was getting more and more stressed about it. Finally, I got the phone call. They needed to move my appointment to September. I said, no, I was told it COULDN'T be moved to September.
They decided to keep it where it was.
I asked if I needed to do lab work, the woman on the phone said no. She did tell me it would be an hour long appointment. I asked what we'd be doing for an hour, she couldn't tell me.
The appointment wasn't an hour long. I think they used it to catch Dr. Kotb up and get him back on time. He was pleasant, he was thorough, it was a good appointment.
Then he said, when did you go to do your lab work?
I told him, the person booking my appointment told me I didn't have to go. Then he checked the notes in my file, and there it was, my query about lab work, and the answer.
Nope! Not necessary, needless to say, I was sent right to the lab.
The best part of the appointment was his description of getting to this 1 year mark. If there was going to be a relapse, it would have happened in the first year.
Whooot!
He said that if I was clear into year 2, there were some camps that feel that I would only have to be followed to year 3.
That would be amazing. I would love to get as far from 2012 as possible. Not forgetting the lessons learned, but as far from chemotherapy and radiation therapy as possible.
On the work front, most days I am still feeling overwhelmed. I am biking to and from work as much as possible so that I can sleep at night and work off the stress of the day. In fact, Kent and I biked on Sunday this weekend a 20 km route. It was fun, it was work and Pippin (in the basket on my handle bars) loved it.
This past weekend was Kent's 48th birthday. We had a BBQ here with about 15 people attending. It was fun, and for some funny reason, it didn't take me ALL day to get the food/house ready....like it did last year.
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