Two weeks from now my body is going to be completely different. I’m nervous about the actual surgery and nervous about recovery. I know that everything will be okay, but it is still hard going through it. I want it to be over with already…

The last time I talked to my oncologist, she seemed optimistic (even though she extended my treatment). She said that there was a 75% chance that the cancer was gone, but to keep space in my mind for the possibility of more chemo should they find cancer cells during surgery. I had the breast MRI done May 30 and the results were released to my chart the following Sunday.

Partial response to treatment.

The tumor is still there, smaller but there. My lymph nodes are clear, which is fantastic. But I wish that the chemotherapy had been more successful. I don’t see my oncologist until June 18th, two days before my surgery. I don’t know what impact this will have on treatment. I’m hoping that even though the tumor is still there that the cancer is dead. The last six months have been so hard I am dreading the possibility of more chemotherapy.

There are a lot of things that I want (need) to do before surgery – spring cleaning, stock freezer with premade meals, organize my life. But also, all I want to do is sleep for the next two weeks. I’m tired.

“Perseverance is the hard work you do after you get tired of doing the hard work you already did.”