On Jan 2 when my surgeon lowered the boom it all looked so bleak ahead. June 11 I finished chemotherapy, July 13 I started radiation, Aug 20 I finished radiation. What looked like an insurmountable set of huge mountains are now hills in the background. Not without its side effects lingering still, the worst treatment is behind me.
Thanks this week to my merry drivers Mary, Robbie, Jackie, Ann, Ali and Ted.
My big sis Liz arrives from Cambridge Thursday and after a few days of acclimatization and a bit of socializing, we are off to the Banff International String Quartet Festival Monday for a week. As resident audience with some 600 others, we'll hear 10 quartets perform for 6 days in one of the most idyllic music centres in the world. What's not to like.
On Monday we return for my Herceptin shot Tuesday morning, after which Ted joins us for 5 days in the S.Okanagan to drink wine, eat well,visit friends, and celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary at historic Naramata Inn and Spaaaaaah. Quite a milestone and we haven't slain one another yet. A miracle considering the past 8 months.
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