Today is a good day. It marks four years since I wound up in the ER with SOB. When I was told I had a "mass" in my lung I didn't think I would see 2006, yet I'm still here. Everyday I wake up is a gift.
Excellent doctors, a bit of good luck and the Grace of God got me through these past 4 years.
I am extremely blessed in that I am (hopefully) NED. I get scanned again in October. Even this far out I still get scanxiety, which will become full fledged any time now! I still worry, sometimes I worry that I worry too much, sometimes I worry that I'm not worried enough! Crazy, I know. Too much worry is bad because of the stress it causes, not enough is bad (for me anyway) because I get lazy as to what I need to be doing.
I feel bad sometimes coming here to report such things, especially when there are so many people that aren't as lucky as I am but I do think people need to know there is hope. A cancer diagnosis may be the scariest thing out there, but people can and do survive this disease! Otherwise the survival stats would be zero!
Please know that even though I'm not here all the time you are always in my thoughts and prayers.
Hugs,
Cindy




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