Fifty-five months since diagnosis. (That would be four years and seven months.)
Five more months until I finish my fifth year of survival!
I hit those milestones on the 12th.
Many of you know that my lucky number is thirteen, because our son was born in the thirteenth year of our marriage, in the thirteenth hour of the thirteenth day of March.
I'm really not into numerology, but I started associating the number twelve with unlucky things. Cancer diagnosis on December 12 (12/12). Tumor progression detected on October 12.
But as with everything in life, it's all in the way we look at things. I also had neurosurgery on 12/12, and emerged high-functioning that evening. The October 12 tumor progression led to the use of Avastin, which worked well enough to keep me stable ever since. And it finally occurred to me (after all these months) that I keep looking forward to another "12" on the calendar. Another month of survival. (In fact, so many now, that it seems silly to count survival in months!)
It's pretty darn lucky!
2 comments:
Congrats Krista!! So good to hear that you are doing so well! We just found out that Josh's tumor is down by a centimeter. 4.5cm to 3.4cm. That's good, right?
Hey Krista! You're awesome! Just a little something else that I also think is awesome is that your kids and a couple of my kids share the same birthdays. They're the same but different. The same because they have the same birthdays and different because you have a daughter and I have a son that share June 20th as their birthdays, and you have a son and I have a daughter that share March 13th as their birthdays. Also, my oldest child has the same birthday as your youngest child, and my youngest child has the same birthday as your oldest child. Pretty nifty don't cha think? Love ya!
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