Things are looking much brighter now.
I realized I haven't blogged in quite some time, but it's really a reflection of how much life has returned to normal. While I won't say exactly that it's not always somehow in the back of my mind, recovering from cancer just isn't something that dominates my thoughts on a day to basis.
Things in general are going well, although I'm still not 100% recovered from a brief bout with the flu a few weeks back. But I won't complain too much. Not compared to last winter, when I ended up in the hospital. Twice.
I decided the start of chemo was the right point at which to start marking time, even if xkcd somewhat disagrees. With my type of cancer, they consider you "cured" after 5 years, and the start of treatment is when they start counting. But I'd like to think that I'm way more than 40% of the way there, due to the nature of the survival curves. Basically, the longer you make it, the better your odds are. So, having made it 2 years so far, I've optimistic.
I'm way behind on pictures, and really need to devote some time to working through my backlog and getting them up online. I will leave you with this one utterly adorable picture of Dylan at preschool, that some of you may have already seen from Facebook.
|Dylan holding court at preschool with his entourage of older women. [photo courtesy of Gay Austin staff]|