Aftermath

I couldn't figure out why I was so exhausted on Monday. And Tuesday. And then I remembered an important reminder I received from Northshore Survivorship nurse Carol Martz: Even though the drugs have left my system, the lasting effects of chemo can potentially wreak havoc on my energy level from time to time.

So far, I do pretty well with daily activity: yoga, rehearsal, a 20th anniversary concert. I notice the fatigue at times when my days are spent staring at the computer.

And with that, I'm off to celebrate the good health with a trip to Phoenix and San Diego. Snorkeling, swimming, pool lounging and, regretfully, no computer. So long until next Wednesday....

On the Boat

I keep stumbling across this term: survivorship. I can't really wrap my brain around what it means. I guess it has to do with the club I'm working to join. And as I continue my (web-based) quest to figure out what's next, it only brings more questions, concerns, musings. The most daunting of them:

What if it comes back? (Insert silence, fear, uncertainty, nervously shifty eyes.)

I'm trying to learn how to cope with that possibility. In working to get better, it was enough to be just getting past chemo dose #12. Now that I'm just 10 days from that date the expanse of this bubble I've been in is shifting.

Meet my new friend, http://i2y.com/. Apparently survivors rule. I am officially signed up. (And trying to get The Cancer Dancer into their blogroll.)