Stay tuned for a decent post on Thursday when Marty and I get settled into our hotel room (free wifi!) in Denver for the Rhythm Devil's show.
I'm feeling better every day, by the way.
And I'm smiling. A lot. :)
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
The Hollow Men
The last lines from the T.S. Eliot poem The Hollow Men are relatively well-known:
This is the way the world ends
not with a bang but a whimper.
They popped out at me a few days ago, and I couldn't shake them. I feel like that's how treatment ended for me. Not with a bang, but a whimper. I wanted to celebrate, I wanted to party and run around with my friends, drink a few pale ales. But it all just... ended one day. And since then I haven't had the strength or stamina to be enthusiastic about remission and the end of treatment. I'm still dealing with side-effects. I don't feel well yet, so a celebration for my being well seems wrong.
However, yesterday was my LAST appointment with my Radiation Oncologist, and it finally hit me. I'm done. Yes, I have scans in September. But treatment is done. I'm cancer free. I did it. My body did it. I was filled with something that I can only call understanding. I've been smiling ever since.
It's a sunny day, and I plan on being out in it.
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