It's a Good Friday

Today, Good Friday, I had my very last chemo treatment. I added them up, and I had somewhere around 72 or so dosages - 52 of them being adjunctive therapy, not to mention the 33 treatments of radiation, 3 MUGA Scans and 3 echo grams for my heart (I'm still on heart meds since the chemo can damage the heart and I did flunk earlier heart tests, numerous CT scans for bones, lungs, pelvis, abdomen and chest, MRI's for the brain and chest, countless blood tests, physical therapy sessions, even one trip to the psych ward (which I felt was a total waste of time and money), 3 acupuncture treatments and two surgeries with one more to go.

WOW! What an adventure it has been. We're still not done, though. I have an appointment with my Cardiologist on Friday April 9th. I am hoping my last echocardiogram showed enough improvement in my heart function where I can get off the meds. I have found out that the cough I have had since forever, is a side effect of the medicine I'm taking. In June, I have another follow-up mammogram to check up on the two spots they found in December. Once I get the news that they are no big deal, I'll have surgery #3 and get my IV port taken out. My guess this will be somewhere around Independence Day!! In August I have another follow-up CT scan for the spot they found on my lung. After that, I'm done. I'll still see the various doctors for the next five years and I'll still have to take meds for the next five years. A small price to pay to keep the cancer away!

I saw my primary physician last week and found out I fractured three ribs while in North Carolina for Susan's service (Cancer Fight). I fell 8-10 feet off a zip line and landed flat on my back. I did shake it off and successfully zipped on the zip line! It was really fun and I'd do it again. Scott and I are thinking about putting one up at our lake home! Dr. Z also referred me to gynecology to deal with other problems that the cancer treatment caused and she doesn't know what to do about them.

I found out that my friend Joan died in January. She had been battling pancreatic cancer for a year. Cancer really does suck.

So...though it still sounds like they is still alot for me to go through, the worst part is over. It's a Good Friday.

Sunday is Easter. We're headed to the lake house to sit and relax and enjoy each other.