3 Years
Today marks my 3 year cancerversary - the day I was diagnosed with stage 3c ovarian cancer (update: I just realized - because I clearly still have a bad case of chemo brain - that the actual date was March 30. For Pete's sake!) . Blessedly, I do not remember much from this day as I was in surgery for many hours and sedated after that. We celebrated with ice cream for breakfast for the third year in a row. It's a silly little way to celebrate that life is good. That God is good. It seems as if I would look back on that time surrounding diagnosis and treatment as the worst time of my life. And it probably was. But mostly I remember being surrounded by friends and family. Brian holding my hand and praying with me. Flowers (and the beautiful smell of them) filling my hospital room. My mom, brother, sister and twin nephews driving throughout the night to make it in time for surgery. My brother staying home with Camden, Rory, William, and Xavier on surgery d...