That time of the month

So it’s that time of the month again.  No it’s not what all of you are thinking.  It’s breast cancer awareness month and I am not sure what and how I am feeling this year. I’m still trying to figure that one out.  October 28th will be my 5 year chemoversry.  I will be 5 years out from all my treatment and from my med’s ( Which I have stopped a month and a week earlier, but that’s a separate blog).  I am suppose to be feeling relief, but all I feel is a state of confusion and just like the shade of grey.  You’re nor here nor there. I cannot believe it has been five years and I have gone through so much.  Many think since it’s the end of treatment, that it’ all good and done.  Unfortunately that isn’t the case so so many of us. When someone is diagnosed with breast cancer, there is always a chance that there will be a reoccurrence. 30% of women and some men who are diagnosed at an early age will go on to have metastasis.  That means that the breast cancer has infiltrated the other organs in the body such as the liver, bones and the brain.  Cancer is something we can never take back and it’ a gift that keeps on giving.  Also, not a day goes by that I don’t think about being a mutant.  It’s a luxury that I can’t afford to have.  There will always’s be appointment’s and a watchful eye since I have an increased risk of having other cancers.  Cheers to making it to 5 years without completely losing my shit and hopefully to the next 5 with a bright outlook. As I like to always say, it is what it is. Peace out bitches. photo22