Here's why I bring this up. I had to have that biopsy on the 16th. The whole time I was waiting for the results, I imagined that the lumps were cysts and nothing more. Guess what? I got the results of my biopsy back. You guessed it! No cancer. They weren't cysts, but they were simple little fatty tumors. I believe that our body responds to what our heart and mind tell it. A positive attitude won't take away cancer, and it won't melt a tumor, but it will give you the motivation to continue to take care of yourself and to never give up.
So, what's next? I'm learning how to move pass the cancer word. It's hard to imagine that remission means that I can go back to living a semi normal life. Doctor appointments and tests are only once every three months now. I'll be meeting with my plastic surgeon for a consultation next week. By the next time I write, we will know what kind of surgery I can expect. Woo hoo!
Right now, my dreams may only be small things . . . being healthy, sleeping through the night, controlling my lymphedema, taking time every day to draw, finishing my first 5K since cancer. Nothing mind blowing, but it all takes time and a lot of attitude. Good thing I love what I'm doing.
For you, my readers, take a minute. Think about what you love. Now go do it!