Today...another Anniversary...Part 1

Today is the one year anniversary of my official diagnosis of Primary Mediastinal Diffuse Large B-Cell Lymphoma (There's a mouthful for you). Last year it was a Friday and although we already knew what was coming to hear the words from the oncologist was a bit like being run over by a truck. I remember sitting very quietly and nodding a lot as he went through what all those big words meant, what chemo would look like, what the potential side effects were, when chemo would start, and that he felt very good about this chemo and its success rates (especially in people like me - otherwise healthy, young, etc). It was all incredibly difficult to wrap my mind around, surreal in fact. The most concrete thing in the room, and I'll never forget this either, was my husband Adam's hand and fingers interlaced with mine. We were in this together, whatever it may bring. I'm pretty sure I cried and cried that night in bed (as I did on several other occasions) and Adam was there holding me and repeating over and over again that we, that I could do this.

So, it has been one year and look at me now!