Yesterday, it had been one year since I found out from Dr Rhonda Fishel that I had Stage 3A breast cancer. A few days ago, I had another PET/CT scan. Unlike the nasty looking one from last year, this one was clean! No cancer to be seen on the scan!
What a year it's been. Physically, it's been the worst year of my life. Emotional, it ranks right up there with the worst I've had. I was sick from chemotherapy, mutilated by surgery and burned by radiation therapy. But, I'm am so, so very grateful for all of the treatment because it brought me where I am now. A one-year cancer survivor!
I lost my Dad and a brother-in-law to cancer. Both of them never really recovered from their treatment. Their year was a steady downhill until they finally passed on. The end of my story is so very different. I am very blessed...
