Speaking of the old me, I started an 8 week bootcamp challenge on Monday. So far I'm loving it, although I'm pretty sure there isn't a muscle in my body that isn't screaming at me! But it feels good to be working out again, and I feel like the "old" me. The old out-of-shape me, but still the old me that could do more than just walk from my bed to the couch. I'm officially down 14 pounds from my highest chemo weight and only about 10lbs to go until I'm back down to my original "fat weight." It boggles me how out of shape and weak I am, but we all have to start somewhere, right?
I see my oncologist tomorrow for a follow up to discuss the tamoxifen. So far, so good- no real side effects, which is great. And I was kind of known at the oncologist's office for my wacky shirts, so this came just in time (today)!
After I put it on I wondered if it is something I should have worn during chemo, when I actually had cancer, but I decided that it can mean that I beat cancer too. I really want a shirt that says, "I made cancer my b!tch" but most of my kids can read, so...that's a no go. It is true though!
I plan to go back and say hello to my chemo nurse Nikki. I haven't seen her since my last chemo at the end of May. It'll be great to say hello and not worry about her sticking me with a needle LOL
You are getting stronger every day! And you look FANTASTIC! I like the shirt idea. Any "name" you could use to replace B!tch? You know, something along the lines of "I made cancer my...insert name here....!
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