Okay, so now what?

The denouement of cancer treatment is decidedly anticlimactic. I mean, I guess that's a good thing for now, in fact, yes, I'll take this outcome right now. But, it's like running a marathon for the first time (not that I would EVER know that feeling) and the finish line is already packed up, the balloons are down, the crowd is gone, and the clock is flashing a blinking 0:00 because it doesn't really care anymore about your finish time. Last radiation treatment is tomorrow, and then..... exactly, and then what? I mean, I see my oncologist in three months, I see my surgeon every six, I'll start talking with a plastic surgeon in a few months, I'll have a scan once every three months or so for a while, but that's about it. TA-DA!!! Talking with some of the girls in my FB group, I said there really should be a cancer treatment debriefing, like when you return from a deployment. I'm not going to compare it to coming back from war, it's just you are in the midst of all of this chaos for months and months and all of a sudden, you're not, and it's disconcerting - this trying to get to your "new normal" (another term I loathe, I don't know why, it just rubs me the wrong way).

So we will plan some small trips in the next few months - I have not been on a plane in, my goodness, two years, and that is just bizarre to me - and I will try to find work again and feel like a contributing member of this family, I will start planning a first birthday party, I will try to bear the onslaught of summer (my least favorite season), and I will try without success to push this to the back of my mind and get on with the business of living.