is the improg word of the week. I felt it when my oncologist called me yesterday to tell me my last body scan was "fabulous," "normal," "the best one the diagnostic center has seen all week." Which also means I am done with cancer. Finito. I won b*tch. Not FOR SURE, according to the medical community, because I don't deserve that yet and they are too chicken to lay it down that way. But according to me I am most definitely done.
But just as euphoria hits, I remember my mom is in the hospital with newly diagnosed advanced ovarian cancer.
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Margerie, I'm so sorry that your family is facing this disease again.
I share your euphoria over your test results.
Margerie, I am SO sorry to hear this too. I am thrilled for you and saddened for her. Isn't that just about par with cancer. You're right. It SUCKETH.
Hi Margerie,
Sorry to learn about this.
Great to hear your test results are normal. If it isn't they would tell - so you can relax.
LOVE your news!! I hate that good news always brings that ugly friend bad news along! My thoughts are with your mom. Cancer sucks, but you kicked its ugly ass!
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