I see my Oncologist on October 16th, and will have a bone density scan in the next few weeks before then. I've had my blood work completed already and daughter NP tells me it all looks good. Thyroid is a little low, but my PCP suspected that so I had it run at the same time.
BUT HECK, I've almost got one year behind me of those five years needed for the Exemestrane. YIPPEE!!
So somewhere in all this, Jennifer (mentioned in my previous post) and I (and so many others like us) go on with our lives, try to get back to something normal, and pretend like nothing happened. Until that call comes with the reminder for the next followup appointment, or blood work, or mammogram, or bone density scan. I don't think others who have escaped cancer realize that just because we are past our treatment, we may not be back to the bubbly old self, taking days for granted self. There is still the underlying, "what if?" But I think it all makes us stronger, helps us to live life fuller, to do what we really enjoy, what is meaninful. I was complaining to a friend the other night how I felt guilty at times. She asked why? I said, "Well, some days I get up, dawdle around the house, and then do whatever I want." We both laughed. She thought it sounded darn good to her, especially since she works full time away from her home.