I know that it has been almost a week since radiation ended, and I have not made a new update. So sorry.
On May 5th, I had Jay take the kids to school in the morning, as it was Katie's last day of preschool and I knew I'd cry when I dropped her off. I love her school, a preschool program run out of Concordia University in River Forest. Her teachers and fellow classmates are wonderful, and she has such a good time there. However, with my treatment ending, I couldn't justify her continuing and her session ended on May 5th. She is very excited though about her new school, Academy of Music and Movement, where she will attend a summer program on Tuesday and Thursday mornings.
I really wanted to end my radiation on May 5th, as it has a lot of meaning to me. Jay and I were engaged on May 5th, 2001. I found it fitting that a journey would end on the anniversary of a milestone beginning. I had my last treatment, said good bye to my techs and waiting room buddies, and walked to the parking garage. I turned on the car and the radio came on and I just couldn't believe it, with the kind of timing in a chick flick, Katy Perry's Firework was playing and the line "After the hurricane, comes a rainbow" came blasting through my speakers. I just started crying. I felt like it was a sign from God that all was going to be ok. The crying felt good, a way to release some of the tension of radiation. Although radiation doesn't necessarily hurt, I always found myself very tense during each treatment. But then I remembered I had to go back and turn in my parking pass. crap. So I pulled myself together and ran my parking pass back into radiation oncology.
I then continued on to my next task of the day, which is another post for another day....
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