Where is the snow?
It's been long enough and enough people have asked how I'm doing that it's time to let you all know, I'm pregnant. KIDDING. The big, bigger, news is that my very last chemo is this Friday. That's it. Six down, no more to go! I'm more than halfway through radiation as well. In fact, if it weren't for my empty bank account and the rash over my left breast, you'd never know what I've been through. I have my hair and aside from having to drive to SLC daily for radiation, life is same ol' same ol'. Just this month, I've finished pieces for MSN.com, SkiResorts.com, Draft Magazine and my usual OnTheSnow resports, I've skied opening days at Snowbird, Alta (x2), Park City and Solitude, potty trained Sage (or maybe she just lets us think it was all me), painted my hallways and finally found a renter for one of my spots.
The end date for everything is Dec. 19. Talk about celebrating the New Year. You bet this is going to be one of the best holidays of my life. Hannukah's coming early to my house. :)
Some would point out that I was lucky but, to me, 'lucky' is not having canser at all (mispelled on purpose, that little fucker doesn't deserve to be spelled correctly). Having the 'the best' kind of canser? That's a consolation prize. Lucky that it wasn't worse, sure; but I seriously doubt that anyone would want to be me unless they also have canser.
Can I say that I "had canser" in 2010 instead of "have canser"? I wonder. I'm afraid to try it; like I'll jinx things and it'll come back. The docs assure me that I was 'canser free' after the lumpectomy in July and all of this poisoning is just a precaution. But I can't believe them. Once you get a canser diagnosis, your world changes forever. I didn't just get a tonsilectomy. I had someone dig through my chest then poisoned my cells every three weeks for nearly five months. Plus, I've always walked around with the philosophy of expecting the worst so you can never be disappointed. I thought that way all through college. When I got A's I was pleasantly surprised, psyched even; never disappointed. This does not mean that I am pessimistic. Not even close. I just choose not to get my hopes up until I have Tweetie in my hand.
So on my five-year canserversary, then I will breathe easy- and buy myself a brand new pair of boobs. :)
Now, if only it would start to snow, I could focus on something MUCH more important.
So how is everyone else doing?
BTW< I'm not pregnant and have no intention of sharing my love with any others outside of a pup, a boy and my Sage.
The end date for everything is Dec. 19. Talk about celebrating the New Year. You bet this is going to be one of the best holidays of my life. Hannukah's coming early to my house. :)
Some would point out that I was lucky but, to me, 'lucky' is not having canser at all (mispelled on purpose, that little fucker doesn't deserve to be spelled correctly). Having the 'the best' kind of canser? That's a consolation prize. Lucky that it wasn't worse, sure; but I seriously doubt that anyone would want to be me unless they also have canser.
Can I say that I "had canser" in 2010 instead of "have canser"? I wonder. I'm afraid to try it; like I'll jinx things and it'll come back. The docs assure me that I was 'canser free' after the lumpectomy in July and all of this poisoning is just a precaution. But I can't believe them. Once you get a canser diagnosis, your world changes forever. I didn't just get a tonsilectomy. I had someone dig through my chest then poisoned my cells every three weeks for nearly five months. Plus, I've always walked around with the philosophy of expecting the worst so you can never be disappointed. I thought that way all through college. When I got A's I was pleasantly surprised, psyched even; never disappointed. This does not mean that I am pessimistic. Not even close. I just choose not to get my hopes up until I have Tweetie in my hand.
So on my five-year canserversary, then I will breathe easy- and buy myself a brand new pair of boobs. :)
Now, if only it would start to snow, I could focus on something MUCH more important.
So how is everyone else doing?
BTW< I'm not pregnant and have no intention of sharing my love with any others outside of a pup, a boy and my Sage.
posted by Jill Adler
@ 10:23 PM
