I’m taking a big leap of faith today. Widget, Little Bear, and I are going to MOMS Club this morning, homemade hearts in hand, for the annual Valentine’s Day party. WDaddy will drop us off and, then, for nearly two hours, we will laugh and play and make valentines and enjoy being together with our friends. As friends. Not as the sick ones they came to visit, but as more-or-less equals. I am beyond happy.
Afterwards, WDaddy will take me downtown for a visit to my medical oncologist to hear about my next treatments — will there be more chemo? Will there be chemo-in-a-pill? What about hormone therapy? And what exactly is needed for radiation? We’ll learn about all that, and show her my scars where the wounds once were, and talk about what we need to do to keep fighting this beast, even though the large tumors have been cut out.
We’ll take a walk through Georgetown, then, whiling away the hours until my evening appointment for lymph drainage with the physical therapist, and then hurry home to make the second part of my first book club meeting with the local moms. If it all goes well, that is. There’s a lot planned for today, but I absolutely must get out of this bed and out of this house.
Three weeks after my mastectomy, this is the beginning of the new normal.
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Have a great day and enjoy the new normal!
