These few I took out the train window going from Rome to Florence. It was so beautiful. There is some window reflection junk happening, but I just didn't care. It was too pretty not to try to capture a few shots!
So, let me tell you WHY I received this photo from knitting dad today: That's my mum. That's two glasses of champagne. And I received this at around noon their time. So why were my parents, who barely drink at all, swigging champagne for lunch today? Because of the news I got at today's follow-up appointment with my brachytherapy oncologist, Dr. Fleming. As I laid on the exam table, feet in the stirrups, he looked in there and announced "What a beautiful cervix." The nurse nodded in agreement. It was such an odd exchange, it took me a minute to register what they were saying... See, when Ryan booked this appointment for me last month (on the day of my final brachy) he asked them if they would be able to tell by today if the tumor was gone. And the answer was NO - that what they would see would be a necrotic, dying, sloughing away tumor. So really, we went in there today with no real expectations. So, when I finally wrapped my head around...
So far, it looks like Ryan has covered the major details of the "up to now" part of all this cancer nonsense. Personally, I'm in good spirits and aside from having a touch of the cancer, I'm feeling healthier than I have in a while. (So weird.) With everything going on, the one-on-one notifications have been slow and difficult, but all I can say is "wow." I knew I had an amazing family and incredible friends, but I am already completely blown away by the outpouring of love and concern. Thank you all for that. My plan is to kick the shit out of this stupid tumor and to stay as positive as I can while doing that. My phenomenal husband is making that an easier task than I'd have imagined. And my parents are nothing short of amazing. As this whole process continues, Ryan and I will both post as much as possible to keep everyone informed. So follow this blog. Add it to your blog reader. Subscribe via email. Whatever you want to do...
You could have pulled a gun on me and I would have laughed at you. Nothing I've ever experienced even remotely compares to my anxiety over these test results. I have never been so afraid of anything in my entire life. But the news is good! She has only the one mass that we knew about and nothing more. Her mother hugged the doctor, which was awkward... but I wanted to do the same thing. She is so strong and amazing. This will be a bad memory before we know it.
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