Over the moon.
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I sometimes hesitate to post, because frankly, I feel like a "cancer impostor." I know I'm not, like most of us, the body I'm living in, and the life I am living in it, bear no resemblance to the me of the before times.
But ya'll. I just got the results of my latest set of scans and, for the 5th consecutive time, NED. TWO AND A HALF YEARS!!
I was so sure this was the visit where my oncologist would hold my hand and say, I'm sorry, we knew it would come back and now it has." But no. Some of my smallest bone mets are now indistinguishable from the healthy bone around it.
So now I'm laughing and crying while I smoke a fat joint. I haven't called anyone yet with the news, it seemed more important to tell all of you; people who know this isn't just a "wow that's great" moment.
I read so many heartbreaking posts on this sub, and, like all of us, I feel your pain because I have felt it in myself. And now I am praying that every one of you gets a chance to feel what I am feeling now.
I am holding each one of you in the light.