Life has been so busy lately, that I didn't even blog about my husband's 9 month check up. It was a good visit. Still in remission, praise the Lord!
Doctor visits are now mostly just follow up and maintenance. The first medication we tried he was developing a reaction to and his hormone levels were still too low. So, now we get to try a new medication in the form of an injection. I hope it helps and is easy to find the right dosage. The low levels cause low energy and varied emotions which can be frustrating for him and for me.
We did learn that the researchers for his cancer are beginning to loosen up on the follow-up requirements. There is a possibility that we will only need an x-ray at his 1 year visit instead of a CT scan. I would prefer to have the scan. When he the recurrence happened, it was the CT scan that found it, not the x-ray. I don't carry much trust in x-rays...but doctors are supposed to know best.
Sometimes I think of the people who have dealt with cancer and choose to actively seek further support and research for cures. I'm not one of those people. I don't like living near those memories. They are full of pain and sorrow. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for the growth in my faith and the close bonds it created as we lived moment by moment and day by day. I still think I am "dealing" with everything we went through. Discovering what I think and feel about the things we have survived. Moving on after cancer is different. Not necessarily difficult, but not easy either. Life never goes back to the normal it once was. We have a new normal. My youngest still asks God to help Daddy's surgery get better in almost every prayer. She knows it is a scar that he'll always have, but she has the routine of praying for her daddy's health in that way. I wonder when that prayer will change. My view of life isn't as carefree anymore. I know it can all be changed in a heartbeat. I strive consistently to make every moment as great as possible.
