I'm having a hard time relaxing. If I only had a dock, some sunshine and a book. It feels so strange to feel happy that the tumour is out, yet at the same time, a little voice inside me keeps asking “is it really all out”? Living with Cancer demands courage, self-awareness, and that secret source of power – a sense of humour. I've never been in need of a sense of humour but after the surgery fiasco a constant reminder is good. It keeps me normal which is what I want. And also, the fact that being so "trendy" and on the pulse... getting diagnosed with breast cancer during Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I can't help but have a sense of humour.
So. for that voice, I will tell it to “piss off” today and every day until Nov 10 when I see Dr. Davis again. That is when I will know for sure. In the mean time, I’ll just keep on keeping on.