Today I had the last of about 6 weeks’ worth of radiation treatments. After 8 rounds of chemo and then surgery, radiation was comparatively easy, but I’m still glad it’s over. Sort of.

I have to admit that it’s hard to give up being so carefully watched, particularly by the staff at the radiation oncology center, where everyone has been so kind and empathetic. During chemo, surgery and then radiation, there was always someone checking up on me. I do still have 5 years of Tamoxifen ahead, and then 5 years of another type of hormone drug after that, so technically, my treatments are far from over. And of course, there are lots of checkups. I have my first one in just two weeks, so that tells you that even though I’m done with the most invasive and disruptive treatments I’ll still be monitored carefully.

I am not going to wax too philosophic right now because I’m feeling too numb and overwhelmed. Dwayne and the girls came by my work today (Dinah and Djuna are off from school for Veteran’s Day) to bring me little gifts and to say congratulations.

Suffice it to say, being lucky enough to be here to see them (and knowing how lucky I am and being deeply grateful for it) is about as philosophic as I think I need to be for the immediate time being.

And I’m deeply grateful for the support that has carried me all along the way.

Thanks to everyone reading this blog, for your caring and for sending healing light for these past long months.