This year of firsts is absolutely overwhelming.
Yet it is tomorrow, February 12th, that I've been dreading the most.
Life changed quite quickly after January.
Our new family slogan is:
Cancer Sucks
The Holiday Season at our house wasn't the brightest. Sharing the updated news on The Brain's Tumor and waiting for information on his new Chemo definitely brought down the merry factor. We entered the New Year with high hopes and just as high-stress levels.
We were settling into a new routine: 5 days of Oral Chemo every month with an MRI every three.
We planned dinner, weekly outings and even our annual trip to Epcot's Food and Wine Festival around this schedule. It was working ~ until the headaches.
May 11th ~ the final day of Radiation. Okay great, now what?
I think we were more anxious at this point than when we started.
Quick housekeeping info:
I've recently learned about
#BrainTumorThursday
So, all future Lady and The Brain posts will be published on Thursdays.
Before I jump into this post I wanted to point out that The Brain was not experiencing any symptoms whatsoever from the Tumor. It was considered an incidental finding ~ incidental isn't that funny.
So what happens between a cancer diagnosis and treatment?
Much more than you probably think
