..and the dogs are in their winter coats and soon the pink ribbons on the soup cans will disappear. I wonder if I will be this angry next October.
I'm into the second week of tamoxifen and trying to get used to having hot flashes again. Only four years and 50 weeks to go. Actually there will probably be a whole new standard of care before then.
Today I made the appointment for my 6-months-after-radiation mammogram. "And are you a breast cancer survivor, ma'am?' the woman on the phone asked cheerfully.
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