More Thoughts

It is amazing how things change.  A month ago the thought of surgery sent shivers down my spine and sent me into midnight sobs.  I shuddered at the word "radiation" and I put up impenetrable walls between me and the 2nd worst "C word" (chemotherapy).  Over time, 'radiation' has become part of what will just happen and I now have to try and think through those walls and decide what I believe will be best for me.  

Thoughts of being on a drug for 5 years....incredible!  I will possibly be retired from teaching by then. 

What if I were traveling and got robbed and they got my anti-cancer drug?  Would I be ok for a month without it?