I had my six month appointment with the oncologist.
Hippie decided not to come in with me. It was the first time since 2004, he hadn't.
I decided, I was going to tell the doc that I was going to wait a year to see him, unless I changed my mind in six months, ha!!
I mentioned it to him as soon as he came in. He agreed. He was very happy with the way I've been doing all these years.
I had a heart to heart with the doc about when I was first diagnosed. How afraid I was especially since my bc was Her2 positive. I told him (I hope this doesn't shock anyone) that I was surprised I was still here considering my diagnosis.
We talked at length about bc in general and about my Her2 status.
By the end, I had to laugh. The doctor said "Now you have me worried. I think you should come back in six months."
Having had cancer is a crazy thing... Sometimes I don't thing about it at all...then sometimes that's all I can thing about.