My jaw dropped and I started to cry. Those words had never been said to me. I should have realized that a negative PET scan meant remission, which meant no cancer, but I didn't. I skipped over the most positive thing a doctor could say to me and worried about everything that I could with my stem cell transplant. I didn't take everything in. I didn't realize that I had beat cancer...

     It took awhile to become real, and in many ways still isn't. But every rose has its thorn. I'm now battling Pulmonary Hypertension Disorder. I'm lucky enough to be able to undergo a surgery in a few weeks that has a high likelihood of being able to reverse the PHD. I couldn't be luckier.

     Knowing that your battle isn't over yet can feel so frustrating. I've gone through every emotion of excitement and then sadness at what I still have to face. At the end of the day, what wins is strength and never giving up. Take that next step and move forward. To quote my favorite children's movie "just keep swimming". Stay focused on the future, the fact that I have one! Refusing to let a set back keep me down.