Almost Done

Here it is, two days from finishing cancer treatments.  Radiation therapy ends Wednesday, 218 days after I had my surgery for breast cancer.  Wow! 

To not have to be going to Cortland for some type of treatment will be odd, as I spent a good part of last December going for tests and appointments; I spent much of January and all of February going to the doctor's once to twice a week; I spent March the same way.  By April the schedule changed, but I still was going to Cortland once or twice a week for appointments (aka chemo).  That continued to be my lot all the way through mid-July.  I had about a two-week reprieve and then began daily trips to Cortland, Monday through Friday, thirty-three times.  So, if I count back to November 30, when this all began, I have spent 10 months dealing with this disease.

I can count the difficult moments.  I can count the blessed moments.  I can count the disappointments.  I can count the joys.

Am I now in the clear, once I finish radiation therapy?  No.  Regardless of what future tests and exams show, cancer will always be a part of me.  It may be gone now, but there will always remain the question of whether or not it will return some day -- even after I pass that five-year mark so many aim for to be classified as cancer-free.

Still, this is a time of celebration!

God is good.