How do I even start?
Yesterday, 5 months after the referral been done, I was finally seen by an oral surgeon to plan the removal of my wisdom teeth. As he was examining my jaw we found a painful gland on my neck - !!!!! What? - And as a very cautious surgeon he sent me to have an ultrasound done and reported straight away. My heart raced through that ultrasound and I sure held back some tears and tried to focus on the red rounded pins on the ceiling boards - ??? we all have our coping mechanisms, mine is being very observant and question random stuff I see, so don't judge... - Regardless no worries from the radiologist point of view, to be sure I've brought the results home anyway to show my oncologist today and ask for a second opinion.
So today I woke up with an achy throat - that might be a clue! - but as the brain works otherwise, I decided to still panic about the oversized neck gland.
Despite that, the morning was way more exciting that I'd ever imagined. Something very cool and special happened...
I've had my first haircut post chemo - or post cancer.
It might not seem any different to the common eye but I've been showing it off very proudly. Shane did an excellent job with it and exactly what I wanted, styled in a way that looks like a normal haircut and not just "post cancer hair".
This might have been an anticipatory happy moment for what was to come - eeeek!
In the afternoon we've had our LAST oncology appointment. M went with me as he's been for every single one along the way.
And today...
Today we smile.
Today we celebrate.
Today marks the day that cancer is gone - for what we hope Forever!
I was officially discharged from oncology - always free to go back for questions and advice - but no more scheduled appointments - for what I hope is forever and ever!
How incredible and amazing is this? Look how far we have come, and how far there is to go still. I'm proud of me, proud of us. For holding on, for sticking together through thick and thin, for our resilience, for the strength we didn't think we had. M is more important than he'll even know or than I could ever express. He still found ways to make me laugh through my tears and kicked me back on track when I refused to get up. I don't think I would have been able to do this without him. I'm sure mum will understand, although she's been a big part of all of this too. I'm also proud of her that kept her chin up seeing her little girl going through all this shit. - But then again what's the other option?
Thank you to you all that believed every day that this day would come even when I couldn't believe it myself. And thank you all for being part of my LIFE!
Yesterday, 5 months after the referral been done, I was finally seen by an oral surgeon to plan the removal of my wisdom teeth. As he was examining my jaw we found a painful gland on my neck - !!!!! What? - And as a very cautious surgeon he sent me to have an ultrasound done and reported straight away. My heart raced through that ultrasound and I sure held back some tears and tried to focus on the red rounded pins on the ceiling boards - ??? we all have our coping mechanisms, mine is being very observant and question random stuff I see, so don't judge... - Regardless no worries from the radiologist point of view, to be sure I've brought the results home anyway to show my oncologist today and ask for a second opinion.
So today I woke up with an achy throat - that might be a clue! - but as the brain works otherwise, I decided to still panic about the oversized neck gland.
Despite that, the morning was way more exciting that I'd ever imagined. Something very cool and special happened...
I've had my first haircut post chemo - or post cancer.
It might not seem any different to the common eye but I've been showing it off very proudly. Shane did an excellent job with it and exactly what I wanted, styled in a way that looks like a normal haircut and not just "post cancer hair".
This might have been an anticipatory happy moment for what was to come - eeeek!
In the afternoon we've had our LAST oncology appointment. M went with me as he's been for every single one along the way.
And today...
Today we smile.
Today we celebrate.
Today marks the day that cancer is gone - for what we hope Forever!
I was officially discharged from oncology - always free to go back for questions and advice - but no more scheduled appointments - for what I hope is forever and ever!
How incredible and amazing is this? Look how far we have come, and how far there is to go still. I'm proud of me, proud of us. For holding on, for sticking together through thick and thin, for our resilience, for the strength we didn't think we had. M is more important than he'll even know or than I could ever express. He still found ways to make me laugh through my tears and kicked me back on track when I refused to get up. I don't think I would have been able to do this without him. I'm sure mum will understand, although she's been a big part of all of this too. I'm also proud of her that kept her chin up seeing her little girl going through all this shit. - But then again what's the other option?
Thank you to you all that believed every day that this day would come even when I couldn't believe it myself. And thank you all for being part of my LIFE!
Here lies ShitFace
A not so little tumour that changed our lives.
10/04/17 - 07/03/18
P.x
