I can't believe it, but in a week or so it will have been 5 years since I heard the dreaded words "you have cancer". For the most part, I don't dwell on the fact that I will never be "safe" or "cured", but my scans are coming up a week from tomorrow and it is all I can do to keep my heart out of my stomach. I know, rationally, that the scans themselves don't change anything, but part of me also would like to keep living a "normal" life even if it's back. I just feel like I'm waiting around for someone to tell me if I'm going to live or die...
I know worrying doesn't help, but D@MN it's hard not to. I just feel myself getting tenser & more anxious with each day.
Please just keep me in your thoughts as I try to keep my cool.
Hugs,
Julie