One day at a time!

Those tumor markers keep dropping. I am down to 46, hooray!

We just keep pluggin' ! I will admit this is getting old and late last week I started to really get frustrated. But again just when I wanted to simply throw my arms up and scream I cannot do it anymore. I met another one of those angels I spoke of in an earlier post. It continues to amaze me how they show up just when you need them. This angel was in her 50's next to me at treatment Friday. I was sitting there feeling rather sorry for myself not wanting to talk but she was not going to let that happen. She was so happy, humming and smiling like this was her last treatment. Conversations in the treatment room always seem to start like your in prison asking a fellow inmate "what are you in for?" After determining we were both "in for" metastatic breast cancer, and receiving similar treatment she said she had been coming in weekly for over a year. Let me tell you I was so embarrassed how could I feel sorry for myself while she was as happy as could be. I have only been "in for" 4 months and here she was celebrating simply to be alive and feeling good. So needless to say this angel brought me back to reality, my reality, which is; this is a long fight and one that I will have to take one day at a time. Some days will be good and others may not. Fortunately, I am surrounded by the amazing patience and support of my family, friends and those angels that keep dropping in just when you need them most.