Got my results back from my scans and labs. All clear! I expected as much when I didn't get a call with any kind of info right away. For the most part, no news is always good news. I also scheduled my port removal. It will be so nice to have this thing out of my chest. It will have been in for almost exactly a year when it is taken out. Hard to believe.
Although I didn't quite get to all of my questions at this appointment (I never do. Either I forget, or things are rushed, and in this instance, we ended up spending what I think is a bit too much time on my grieving of Saoirse.), I did ask about when my next scheduled scan would be and about getting pregnant. My next scheduled CT should be in 6 months, which is August. My doctor says that, obviously, they wouldn't scan me if I was pregnant. She also noted that most feel it's best to wait for a year once finishing treatment to make sure that the body has time to recover from the harshness. Of course, I feel like I still have some recovering to do. I am feeling great, but I have not gotten back into exercising as regularly as I would like, and I would love to finish off my full detox and make sure that I have made my body safe for carrying a normal, healthy pregnancy. But my favorite part of our conversation today, the part that made me feel like I was no longer a "cancer patient," was when my doctor said, "Don't let a protocol dictate your family life." It made me feel like a person who had some control over her own life again. I haven't felt that way in a year. It's nice to be human again.