It has been, almost a year since H and I found the lump on her breast. So much has happened in that time. So much has changed.
Her recent MRI & CT scan continue to show, that the chemo is shrinking the cancer. Of course this is the best case scenario for us.
Monday will be treatment #9. The last for a good while. Or so we hope.
I am cautiously excited. Although, her form of breast cancer, ( triple negative, stage 4), is an aggressive bastard, she needs a break. Her body needs a break.I am so happy that H will be able to stop treatment, and maybe even grow her hair back. But I would lie if I said I could finally breathe. Truth is, I can’t yet. I don’t know when I ever will again. I don’t tell H that, because she needs to focus on staying Healthy mentally.
I wish I could see the next few years of our life ahead of time. Not knowing how this will play out, makes me crazy.
But here is the most important thing, H is, at last, looking forward to the future. She is making plans. Gone are the days where she would stay in bed and stare at the ceiling.
This is cause for celebration, and I refuse to let my fears of the unknown take any of that away from her.
She and I are in this together, and if she can be excited about life despite the scary realities, then so can I!
We are entering the next chapter of this journey, and we are stronger than ever.
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