...because it has felt interminable.
To begin, I'm still feeling healthy. It has been close to three months that I've been free from acute symptoms. We started the month thinking that if the next scan showed improvement or even stable disease, we could head back to Australia, get back to my job, and regain a semblance of normal life. After several weeks of back and forth with the State Department, it now appears that I won't be medically cleared to return overseas and I don't have much input on this. In some ways, these last two weeks have been harder to take than my original diagnosis. I suppose I didn't realize the extent to which I had equated returning to my job in Australia with having turned the corner with my cancer - somehow that was the milestone in my mind that would turn our upside down life right again.
