Today my hope is back. Today I got up on the right side of the bed! I slept in til 8am. I went for a run. I found out my husband has been offered a great new opportunity at work. The results of my MRI are excellent, the tumour is still 4mm, and I don’t need another scan for 4 years. My blood PRL levels have doubled but are still in the normal range – once I get pregnant and during breastfeeding they will need to be monitored closely but the rest of the time I only need two blood tests a year. I had a wonderful lunch with H. We went to my financial advisor who told us we can afford to buy a better house than we thought. I took the whole day off work. I felt a little nauseated (although it was after bolting down a huge chai latte, so I’m not going to read too much into it!). Today I have no more phantom period symptoms.
At the moment I have a tomato and ricotta tart in the oven which I am taking to a girls-only picnic at the open-air cinema in the Botanic Gardens. Life is good.
Thank you all so much for your support yesterday. After writing the post and reading your comments I didn’t need to have that cry after all!