I am finally feeling like myself again. I realized that today, in fact, despite the fact that I have a cold, gifted to me by my children.
Since I last wrote, I had a wonderful week in Florida. I then attended my son's Grade 6 "leaving ceremony" and had treatment.
Today was spent attempting to get ready for a little family vacation. There is so much catching up to do that it seems a little silly to be going away but it will be good for us.
The neurosurgeon says all is well. No heavy lifting or dyeing my hair for three months. My head still hurts enough to need Tylenol a couple of times a day. I have an MRI at the end of August.
I rode my bike to an appointment this week. It was just four minutes away but I forgot my lock so I had to come and go twice. It felt really good.
This week will involve some long walks. Maybe I'll even start running again.
I need to talk to my oncologist about what might come next. I need to stop worrying about what might come next.
I need to enjoy the normal.