I came home late this night, after 3 very active days in London, meeting with friends, eating amazing food, and yes going to the hospital for my check ups.
I really thought it would be good. i feel strong. I can run and exercise much more than any other time in my life. I have finally some balance in my life, I don´t chase my own shadows anymore, i have made peace with my past and with people.
40 years old, early menopause, a bit of cancer but still good.
I thought it would be good. Unfortunately my TG level has increased, actually doubled, so my hope for having dormant cells is past. Now we can just wait for it to grow, and hopefully we would know what to do/remove.
My husband told me I was surprisingly calm today. I am, atleast I know something, and I have planned some active and nice things to do.
Cancer suck, it really does, but I try to get the most of it, and atlas I have never lived healthier than I do now.