Moving forward

Hello, friends. I haven't been updating much because (drumroll please) I've been out living my life and haven't had a chance to sit down. HURRAH! I feel somewhat human and up to most tasks, and I appreciate it like never before.

Yesterday I had a series of appointments and tests. Good news: my heart function (MUGA test) hasn't been impacted by all these toxic drugs, and I still test on the high end of normal. Hopeful for good news: I had another cat scan to check out the nodules in my lungs, and it looks like there hasn't been any change (which would confirm the suspicion that the nodules are scar tissue, not cancer); I should hear the final analysis in the next couple of days. More good news: my blood counts now test in the normal range! My doctor was amazed that I have recovered so quickly since chemo... and I'm amazed as well.

I am off and running and trying to get my life in order now that chemo is over - it's a new year for me in more ways than just the calendar change. To re-take control, I've signed up for Weight Watchers, and I'm very happy with that decision. It doesn't feel limiting to me at this (very early) stage, because I am just so hopeful that I can feel 100% healthy that the "sacrifice" of eating less, and eating more healthy foods, doesn't feel like a sacrifice at all, it feels like a gift to myself. I've done a couple training walks for the Breast Cancer 3-Day, and overall, my physical self feels fantastic compared to a mere three weeks ago. Really, I feel like a new woman.

And now I must run to co-op preschool with Tessa...more later!
Love,
Kristina

Off to the spa!

In a few minutes I'm leaving for The Salish to experience a day/night of pampering. Ryan got me a lovely package that includes an overnight and spa treatments, and I can't wait. My parents are watching Tessa (thanks, Mom & Dad) and Ryan will join me later in the evening...hurrah! (Thank you, Ryan, for your loving gift.)

Today is my brother's 30th birthday. I can not believe that my "kid" brother is now in his thirties, as somewhere in my head he's still about twelve years old. However, despite my twisted sense of time, Mike has indeed grown to be a kind, generous man and a devoted husband and father...and he is, indeed, thirty. Happy birthday, Mike. You'll always be "the kid" to me, but I certainly respect the person that you have become.

I have so much to blog that I haven't made time for - Christmas, New Year's, and the day to day, as well as my thoughts as I recover from chemo. These things will have to wait another day, however...and I'm off to the spa!

Love,
K