It’s a real issue. Action item: Plant a tree this spring in honor or remembrance of someone you love or respect.
The current deforestation happening in this house is a different variety. I GOT CLEARED TO SHAVE! Which was funny, because neither my oncologist or trial nurse remembered that part of the protocol, so they were like… I don’t remember that. Is that why she’s been so hairy at all her appointments? Hmmm…
Anyway, it’s done. Everyone can keep or rid themselves of whatever hair they desire, but I wanted no more to do with hairy armpits on myself. Legs could have waited since it’s still winter, but… just get it all done.
Oh! And I’m done with treatment.
I also got cleared to drink. I think I’ll have a glass of red wine tonight. Husband is having tummy issues, so he’s not drinking either. Or eating, I think. He’s going to the doctor tomorrow. I told him if it’s his gallbladder I get $5. Because I have been on self-imposed house exile too long and I think I’m funny.
Now it’s time to get out! Well, soon. I haven’t had any of the drugs since Monday, it’s Wednesday, and I feel better. Whether that’s mental or physical? No idea. I’ll take it. I walked the dogs 1.5 miles plus today and I was still sucking wind, but not so bad. This morning I had a super early job - it continues the next few days - so I’ll get the practice getting up early. After those days, it’s time to incorporate some sort of workout routine into my every day.
I’ll have to see if I almost faint when I change elevation still. That limits the kinds of workouts you can do. Tai Chi maybe? I have a video of exercises that I’ll need to do after my surgery, so I’ll probably pop that in on Saturday and see what I’m in for and what I should be focusing on. I have a feeling it’s going to be a lot easier than what I had been used to, so I’ll need to wrap my head around accepting that I’ll have major limitations.
Speaking of accepting future things, I’ve started therapy! Yes. I should have started a long time ago. Anyway, we are going to focus on my fear of the coming surgery and menopause. I think it’ll help. And after, if I need help wrapping my head around things - like physical limitations for a time - therapy can help there.
Did I also complain about other things? Yes. Got some stuff off my chest, realized I can’t change most of it and that’s just how it is. Feel better already!
Anyway, this post feels very disjointed. I think my brain is coming back online, so that’s good. Fortunately, my work kept it going even when it was at its most spacey. It’s coming back online just in time for tax season! Yay! Good thing my accountant sent me some stuff I needed. I totally biffed it on getting anything done myself. I guess I’ll be hiring them for another season!
I’m just excited to be done. I have 6 weeks to have a farewell tour for the ‘killer tatas’ - double entendre there too. It’ll include hanging out with friends, some volunteer work, and lots and lots of cleavage. Sure, they don’t get me the drinks they used to, but I honestly haven’t tried in years. Maybe…?