Somehow, it's already the middle of May. Not really sure how that happened, but apparently we'll just roll with it. I had a good appointment with my oncologist on Friday. She's pleased with everything and we'll be continuing on our regularly scheduled Herceptin treatments for another three months. Then, another PET scan to see how things are going. I did mention to her that I've started having some (very) random swelling in my right thumb. It doesn't bother me and I'm not sure I would even really have noticed except that next to my left thumb, it looks swollen. Her guess- lymphodema. Freaking A, I really don't have time for that nonsense, but she wants me to see a specialist to confirm. The funny (okay, let's use the word ironic, it's much more appropriate) about this was that she said lymphodema "typically" appears on the back of the hand or occasionally in the fingers. My oncologist has "never" seen it start in a thumb. She quickly added, with a smile, that, "nothing about me or my cancer has been "normal" so we shouldn't be surprised". Sigh... I know it sounds whiny and terrible, but sometimes I really wish I could just have a "normal" or typical cancer that is predictable. Why do I have to have the really strange, rare, cancer that no one has ever heard of? My breast surgeon, who's been in this game a long time, has only had 4 other patients with my "brand" of breast cancer. Whatever, I go back and forth between being fascinated by being a medical case in the making and irritated that I'm a living science experiment. Okay, off my soapbox, that's enough ranting for the day...
We had a very nice mother's day. My day started with Stella wishing me a "Happy Mother's Day!!" which was so awesome to hear her say. Steve and the kids took me out to breakfast and then shopping at Home Depot (trust me, not romantic, but so much more exciting for the kids!) to pick out flowers for our large flower bed by the mailbox. The weather was beautiful and we all enjoyed being outside. Steve spoiled me with king crab legs (otherwise known as a butter delivery vehicle and damn, so good!) and champagne on Saturday night and then steak on Sunday. Yes, this momma is feeling loved and appreciated this year!
Stella's last day of school is tomorrow (WHAT???) and I'm starting to panic. It could potentially be a very long summer with her not in school. Now I know how parents feel when summertime rolls around! We're planning a trip to the beach and a trip home to Virginia and I know before I realize it, August will be here and back to school she goes. Simon will also be going to preschool next year and I can't really talk about it... time is going way too fast!! I guess that means I have NO more excuses for not dragging my sorry butt to the gym!
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