6 Months Later...

I'm making the rounds. Checking up on friends and updating my blog after a long hiatus. Anya is a happy and healthy 9 month old, and so far nothing about her is out of the ordinary. She's full of giggles and smiles, coos and baby babble, and lots of love. Perfection! I am doing well. Last brain MRI came back negative so I'm getting well acquainted with NED (no evidence of disease). Of course I cannot be content because I still fear its eventual return. We are living with my brother and his family for financial reasons and it has come to my attention that I am a bit of a negative person. A spoil sport. A pessimist. I know I've always had a half-empty sort of outlook, but I think my trials have made it worse. I'm working on changing my attitude because the last thing I want is to pass this on to Anya.

Time goes by...

As usual, life gets a little busy and I disappear from cyberspace. Anya is growing well, developing well, and a little bit of a tyrant. Oh joy! Little bit of a scare when bone scan/MRI showed mysterious spots on my tailbone. Decided to wait 2 months for another scan to show just what the spots were doing. My other option was an immediate biopsy, and that seemed a bit overkill. It was terrible to wait, wondering if I was going to have to try a new chemo and therapy regimen while trying to take care of an infant. Finally I got my second scans and the spots vanished. Docs figure it might be pregnancy/delivery related. Now it is just another thing to keep an eye on as the year rolls onward. I have treatment in a few days. I actually look forward to them because Anya spends the day with her Aunt or her grandparents and I get a break. I don't even mind that for most of that break I'm too tired to do anything but sleep.