In my life with “NED,” I happily embrace every milestone I can get my hands on. Birthdays, anniversaries — and yes, even my kids’ science projects — are candidates for funny hats and chocolate.
A year ago (March 24, 2011) I was unhooked from my chemo pump and set free to recover from the havoc wreaked on my body. No more hours in a sea-foam green La-Z-Boy recliner with an IV pole decorated with bags of toxic chemicals hanging over me. I had just finished three-months of post-surgery “just-in-case” chemo to kill any rogue cancer cells that might be floating around in my body after my unusually successful surgery to remove a second tumor.