“Cherish the moments, all of them. You have seen and felt much in life so far. But still, the best is yet to come.” ~Melody Beattie
January 1st, no matter what happened in the rear view mirror, always feels like magic to me. A new beginning where the slate is wiped clean, and I get to start over. Sure my bills, cancer, and difficult people follow me in, but there is something about the New Year that makes me feel a little more invincible.
I am an eternal optimist. I always will be. So here’s my optimistic view of 2024. I believe the best is yet to come. I believe that my diagnosis, so far, has been my absolute best teacher. The past 6 months have been “BRUtiful” to use Glennon Doyle’s word.
I have met people I never would have met. Learned lessons that I could not have learned any other way. I have become a Master of living in the moment. Because I believe with no hesitation that it’s all we ever have. The past 6 months have made me a better wife, Mom, friend, and teacher. So if that’s what happens when life gets tough, then yes, I believe the best is yet to come.
There is not much to update but here’s a summary. I am in my 6th month of targeted chemotherapy. Minimal side effects like slight nausea, and weight loss, probably due to cutting out sugar! My shoulder pain has completely diminished, which Doc says is a very good sign. Moving in the direction of better, not worse.
I fired my first oncologist, a heroic move for me, being the people pleaser that I am. I now have a doctor who is empathetic, positive, and sees me as a human, not a number on a spreadsheet.
The plan is to keep me on these meds indefinitely, as long as my body will tolerate them, and they are keeping the cancer on pause. When (not if apparently) the cancer gets smart and finds a way around these meds, we’ll go to another drug and on and on. Hopefully many years of on and on.
My new oncologist says his job is to keep me alive and thriving until the next breakthrough in cancer comes out. So yeah…the best is yet to come!