Changing After The Storm

          

 

 

Change is so hard for me. I wish I were one of those people who easily and readily seek out and embrace change. But that's just not me! Change is what is making my journey challenging right now. There are just so many changes after the storm.

 

Don't get me wrong...I'm not complaining. I'm just temporarily uncomfortable with all that has changed in the last few weeks.

 

First, my treatments have concluded. Yes, it was a cause for joy but it was also a cause for uneasiness. When I was being treated, I felt like I was actively fighting...doing something to help get rid of the cancer. Now, it almost feels like I'm not fighting anymore. I need to readjust that train of thought!

 

Next, my port was taken out. I appreciated my port and was not very excited to see it go. It served me well during the past 12 months. I don't know if it is superstitious (am I tempting fate for cancer to return?) or if it was just a "security blanket" (it's there if I ever need it again), but it was sad getting it removed. However, I trust my oncologist, Dr. Terstriep, to know when the port should come out.

 

Then, it was having the last check-up with my doctor. I won't see her for another three months. That's the longest span between doctor visits since I began this venture.

 

Lastly, my hair has changed...and BOY HAS IT CHANGED!!! I have grown tired of always wearing my wig or a hat so today was the day. I got my hair cut!

Here is the new me...

 

 

 

Now, it's up to me to make the leap beyond "cancer patient".