At my last appointment my doctor used this word.
It should be a joyous word, shouldn’t it.
Not a question.
It was a blow to hear it.
As I told a friend, I had somehow thought I was exempt from THAT status. So, when he dictated his notes and used the term to describe me, I was totally taken aback.
It’s really hard to navigate this disease, especially when there is no chemo, no radiation. It’s like a free pass.
If I were sick from those, I think people would be much nicer about my mental state…
But I LOOK FINE…
So, I must FEEL FINE…
But feeling fine is a lot of work. More work than it’s ever been before.