1. Radiation is going fine. Although my skin is red and a bit tender, it's tolerable. Very tolerable. My biggest complaint is my shoulder hurting from the position they put me in. I took a valium today before I went and it was much easier on me.
2. My radiologist spent 47 seconds in the room with me today. I timed it. Meh. Whatever. I have a breast surgeon, plastic surgeon, and medical oncologist that I love. At this rate, with only 3 visits left, I'll only see him for 4 more minutes. I can handle that.
3. Busy season is...well...busy. It's crazy busy. We're testing software, too, so I have no lack of things to keep me busy.
4. I'm going on a road trip this weekend to meet up with Brooke. We'll only have a day and a half, but I hope it will make up for the fact that all of my vacation and sick time went toward the cancer fund. I have been unable to take these trips because the Neon was getting iffy, but with my new car, I can go. WooHoo!
5. It's getting ready to get cold. I am happy about that. Monica's allergies will let up, and I can walk outside for relief from the damn chemopause-induced hot flashes.
6. I've completed 18 radiation treatments, and I have 15 to go. I'm over halfway through. I get my port removed on November 8th, and finish radiation on November 14th. I'm nearing the end of this nonsense. Of course, I still have to wait until late May to get the reconstruction done. Other than that, I should be able to resume life as usual. I hope.
7. I was wondering how long it would be before my energy returned to normal. I found a couple of sites that said sometimes months, sometimes a couple of years, and sometimes it doesn't return. I refuse to let that happen. I wonder if those are the cases of women much older than me. I just want someone to say, "On this date, you'll feel normal." I guess that's not going to happen.