I thought I was done. But I was wrong. I thought I was out of treatment and totally free, but nothing is ever that simple. Is it?
My doctor is recommending that I do 6 months of chemo, the same kind I was on over the summer that I didn't really have any side effects from. I'll still have my hair, I'll still go to school, but I thought I was done. I'm actually 6 months away from being close to done.
"This next step will try my patience and frustrate me...but I will get through it."
It's such a frustrating feeling to feel free finally, then learn that I'm not as free as I thought. However, this is just precautionary. My doctor wants to take extra measure to make sure I stay in remission. It's so hard to let go of some freedom and except what I still have ahead of me. But my family and friends have powered me through the news. They pushed me to be strong and to get through it all.
I am so thankful for those I have around me. The most important part of my journey is having a support system. When I feel like I'm breaking they fix me. I'm lucky to have the people I do. This next step will try my patience and frustrate me...but I will get through it.
