For Whom the Bell Tolls
When I first sat in the infusion room at Texas Oncology I remember hearing the bell ring from across the room. At the time, life was such a blur and it didn't feel like my day would ever come. It's an audible indicator that a patient has completed their chemotherapy. Four long months later, I got to ring the bell. This is just a small celebration along my journey, the hardest part is yet to come. But getting to these little milestones helps me to mark progress and that feels good.
At the end of this month, on May 31, I will undergo a difficult surgery. Then in July I will pick back up with Herceptin intravenous treatments every three weeks through the end of January. But the hard part of chemo, thankfully, is behind me and I'm not looking back. I'm looking forward. There's still a battle in front of me, but there's also light at the end of the tunnel.
Yesterday was also my husband's last class of his law school career. He couldn't stay for my duration of treatment since he had to get back to school. My father-in-law George took this video so I could share the moment with him. I guess he and I are both celebrating milestones. My best friend Cristina reminded me that soon we will both be graduating. My husband from law school and me from cancer treatment. In sickness and in health sure came quick for us. But there's nobody I'd rather be on this wild ride with than my precious husband, Dak.