The week after radiation ended, I took a business trip to San Antonio. During treatment, I had been concerned that I would be fatigued and unable to fully participate in the training. That was not the case. Much to my delight and relief, the side effect of fatigue never took hold in my body. I actually made it through radiation relatively unscathed. I didn’t even have major skin problems or any other of the possible side effects I had read about. And finally, the seven weeks came to a close. I was done!
And now my annual training trip to San Antonio. This year I had looked forward to it more than ever–a chance to get away after weeks of riding the light rail to the clinic, putting on special skin creams, meeting with doctors, feeling tied to a routine not of my making. I needed a break.
On the shuttle from the airport, I ran into someone I recognized from previous years. We began talking, catching up on families and work. I never mentioned cancer; there seemed no need to bring it up. That evening, she and I had dinner together. We compared notes on raising sons, as we each had two. It was very nice.
We worked together during training and joined several others for dinner out the next night at a place called Mi Tierra. According to the waiter, three presidents had eaten there. I could see why–it was a unique place with good food. I had fun. I don’t think I even thought about cancer the whole time.
It was nice being in a place where no one knew I had breast cancer. Much as I love the concern people have shown and the extra prayers I have received–and they have really helped!–it was nice to feel “normal” again. I was just a regulat person like everyone else, going about my business in a normal way. It was great!
And now I have begun five years of tamoxifen–I’m on the tammy train, as they say at breastcancer.org. I am back to work, trying to get caught up on projects that got less attention when the big C was filling my head. Maybe I will never be totally back to normal again, but this feels close enough for me.