Today is August 11, 2011.
It’s been 10 months since I walked into the ER.
303 days since my first surgery.
302 days since my second surgery.
293 days since I left the hospital for rehab.
288 days since I left rehab and headed home.
It’s been 203 days since I got the all clear from the neurosurgeon that the blood clot in my brain was in fact gone.
It’s been 154 days since my biopsy came back negative and I learned that the cancer had not spread.
It’s been 144 days since my second skin graft.
It’s been 46 days since my last radiation treatment.
It’s been 7 days since I found out the cancer may not be gone. (Fact: It could be gone, they just don’t know)
It’s 1 week until I see my oncologist again to find out how soon I’ll need to another MRI.
It’s been more days than I’m comfortable with since I’ve written a good blog post so I offer you this photo in place of words.
I spent some time this evening taking photos of the almost (95%) full moon. I think I got a few good ones. I’m particularly happy with this one.