All was well at my oncology appointment. I do not have to see the oncologist again for six whole months. Wahoo! Of course, I still have to have a mammo in April and see the breast specialist at that time, too, but hey, we're making progress.
It's just about the one year mark from when I finished radiation. The oncologist says it takes at least a year for the tissue to heal and to get your energy back. So I should be pretty much "as good as it gets" with all this. My treatment area is as healed as it will ever be, so the dark patches on my skin are permanent now. Small price to pay. I'm using a skin cream with hydroquinone to lighten the radiation tattoos. If I could remember to use it every day it they would probably be almost gone by now.
Miss Ernie has been tolerating her eye drops pretty well. She's lost more weight, though. She is just fur and bones now. It breaks my heart, but she's very strong and very feisty so what do you do? When she stops bossing everyone around we'll know it's time to say good-bye.
Walker thanks y'all for his birthday wishes. We had a nice dinner together, just the two of us, before we went to work Thursday night. I wanted to tell the server that it was Walker's birthday but he didn't want me to. He doesn't like when they all gather around and sing. I wanted to do it anyway. I'll never take birthdays for granted again.