healing

tomorrow marks the end. the end of treatment. the end of sickness. closure.

16 months ago my family changed. illness crept in and made itself comfortable. fear took over. cancer took over. I learned the intricacies of mastectomies, portacaths, herceptin, chemotherapy, blood counts, tram flap, reconstruction. I become comfortable with medical lingo.

I don't want to be comfortable with medical lingo.

tomorrow it is over. cancer leaves my family officially.

note to cancer: you are not welcome here, please do not return. I will not make up the bed for you or put out clean towels, I do not want you in my life. go away.