Battle Scars

I have many battle scars that I will have to live with. Today I am leaving to begin a new chapter in my story. I am going away travelling for two and a half months by MYSELF!!

Today is not as stressful as I thought it would be. I have packed everything and am ready to leave. I will miss Mum and Dad but I think that it is important for me to do this. It is a big step of me regaining my independence and confidence back.

Poor Dad and Mum though. At this point in time I am healthier than my doctors would have hoped I would have been but I am also not as healthy as Mum and Dad would have wanted me to be. I still get tired and I still have trouble walking long distances and standing up for long periods of time.

I went and saw my physio on Tuesday and he said that my leg has reached a plateau. I still can't really bend my leg ninety degrees which means that I will always have trouble going up and down stairs but today is a beautiful day in which I set off on a brand new chapter.

Today the battle scars that I have are part of who I am but they do not define who I am.

Up Up And Away

Sorry I haven't updated this in a while. I was so preoccupied about getting ready to go to Chicago and saying goodbye to friends, which I admit is a little over dramatic as I am only really gone for two weeks... For now anyway!

I still find it difficult to say 'I had cancer' as it still feels very real to me but as I am starting out on my journey I feel I am truly beginning a new sort of chapter in my life. Not to say I am leaving my old life behind but as to create new beginnings  in a life forever changed.

Anyway, the more I thought about it the more I thought that I should start a new blog and leave this for cancer related purposes as my experience with dog is now much more sporadic and not consuming my life as my life starts to move in different and exciting directions.

Naming this blog was a difficult thing for me to do. Much harder than my experience of walking the dog was. I think it was because I had more time to mull it over and thus more naming options. I found it difficult to find me the right one. 

However I have decided to call it 'Plan B'. As my life is 'Plan B'. It's not turned out how it was supposed to go and it will never be what it used to be but that's ok because different is not a bad thing. (The link to the blog as at the bottom of this page). 

Luckily the test results I had before I went away were still according to this plan and showed me to still be in the all clear! However they made me have THREE of my immunizations again in ONE day! My arm was sore for like a week after.

I am lucky that the only sickness I have had recently is a sore arm and a cold. It's makes for a nice change of pace!

Check out my new blog at:

http://thelifeofplanb.blogspot.com/