“Celebrate good times, come on!!” This was the imaginary music playing in the background on Friday, the wonderful day we crossed the finish line! The night before, my friend Mark, who does hair, trimmed and shaped my 2 inch long hair, adding a bit of color to camouflage the skunk stripe.
My last radiation treatment was fast. Next, I saw the doctor. She said my skin looked great. I was just a little pink, but have had no burning. She said to continue the skin care routine for the next two weeks, and come back in 6 weeks for a follow up. She gave me a big hug and told me "Congratulations."
I see the chemo doctor and physical therapist on Monday, and the surgeon next Friday. In a few weeks I’ll start Tamoxifen, the medication I’ll be taking for the next 10 years. It’s a med to block the hormones that feed my type of cancer. I’ll find out next week what the rest of my schedule will be. I know they’ll watch me close, and at least every 6 months will do mammograms or ultrasounds.
So, back to the celebration. After finishing with the doctor, I walked into the waiting room and let out a big “Woo hoo” with my arms up in the air. My cheering section stood up and started clapping. We then had the friendly receptionist take our photo, before we headed off to lunch.
At the restaurant, we were met by a huge crowd of friends. It was so fun being surrounded by many of my church family sisters and kids not in school. They have been an amazing support through this whole process, and helped make each step along the way into a party.
My day was filled with numerous texts, Facebook well wishes, and phone calls. When the party bus dropped me off at home, I was greeted by a decorated front door with fun messages, and then a decorated room inside. Heath made signs, purchased flowers, and decorated my bathroom mirror. That night, we celebrated with dinner at a Mexican Restaurant—one of my favorite kinds of food.