Two Years

Once again, the news was all good from my latest scan.  I feel like I can breathe again for the first time in days.  I always weep when Dr. C tells me the news, but I think it is mostly from relief that the words are out and I’m no longer wondering what the news will be.

We are so grateful for the amazing grace that continues to be ours.

I will continue my treatments once a month.  None of us feel good about stretching out the time between treatments any longer than that and it seems to be a good balance of effectiveness and manageable side effects.

I think that Friday was even more emotional for me because it was on that date two years ago that we got the phone call that changed everything for us.  It was the call confirming my diagnosis.

Two years.  I’m here and doing well TWO YEARS later!

The leaves are changing again.  Our street is ablaze in yellows and reds.  It is once again my favorite time of year.  I do not fear the final leaves falling as I did that first year.  I am here and doing well.  That is all that matters.

I do believe that a big part of why I am still here is because of the excellent care I’ve gotten from my medical team.  We are so fortunate that there are many new and exciting things happening in the lung cancer field.  I know that my long term survival depends on (in part) more medical advances.  We need to stay one step ahead of this disease.

If you’d like to be a part of that, please consider joining my team for our Free to Breathe event coming up on Nov 3.  If you can’t be here to run/walk with us, we appreciate any donation.  We are currently about 1/3 of the way to our $5000 dollar goal.  I think we can get there.

Thank you for your continued prayers.  This is certainly turned into quite the marathon and frankly, there is no end in sight.  I am grateful to you all for sticking with me through it all.

I love you.