I really haven’t had the time to blog, and my google reader has been stacking up as of the past few weeks. But there has been a post that I’ve been wanting to make for a little while now, and this feels like the right time.
So I’m sure you remember the post about my mole. It was a stage I cancer, and everything was fine. I returned to the dermatologist (they divide trips, don’t get me started) and it turned out that I had a stage II (agressive) elsewhere on my body. I won’t go into all the nasty details but I ended up needing surgery (my stitches come out tomorrow!) and have been spending a lot of time on my butt, seeing what type of pampering I can get from the lovely boyfriend (hey, there needs to be an upside).
I’m going to be fine and I know this. The lab results came back telling me that everything was removed and that my cancer hadn’t spread. But for a while I had the scare of my life, and it’s shocked me enough to get me out and about and starting to do the things I love again. That is, reading, hiking, doing all the dorky things that used to embarass me.
I think my blog accomplished what it was started to do. I can only wish the best to all the wonderful women who have touched my life and taught me to live in the moment. My time here was brief, and I have little to give in return but I hope you will all live life to the fullest and continue to take such good care of yourselves.
I’ve met a remarkable group of women while blogging, and I certainly won’t forget my experience. Oh, and if I can be permitted to say this (harp?): WEAR SPF!