It’s the shortest day of the year – in terms of daylight – but it was long enough for me to schedule a variety of medical appointments for the next two phases of my breast cancer recovery. Phase Two is work with a therapist who specializes in helping patients recover their lost mobility and prevent lymphedema, which is something you really don’t want.
Phase Three is the actual radiation treatment. Specifically, thirty-three of them taken daily, except weekends, at the hospital. That’s a real scheduling challenge, and I imagine other activities might have to step aside for that time as side effects come into play.
Still, I’m lucky to enjoy the holiday season without Duane the drain and with Arm-anda in good hands. My family starts arriving today, so it isn’t a moment too soon to appreciate all we have in spite of this challenging autumn.