Last Thursday was my last radiation treatment, and now this chapter is finished...for now.
I thought I would cry, like I did when chemo ended, but I didn't. It's such a relief to be able to come home after work rather than fly out to radiation.
Does this mean cancer is gone? I don't know. I have to have my first mammogram in two weeks. Is it gone? Am I worried? Of course. It's natural to be worried, but I scheduled it right before work, so I can head there so I don't worry too much.
Will I have PTSD, like many patients? Should I see a therapist? What if cancer comes back? Can I do this again?
My hair's coming back; my toes are tingling less. The swelling has gone down in my ankles; my fingernails still look weird. I have energy and more flexibility than I had two months ago. I have checked my breast, and I can't tell what's going on--is that scar tissue or another lump?
I am glad to be finished with this part of my journey, but I still pray for those who are on it.
