Another Jab - 06/09/2022 Who knows if this is the last Herceptin injection, the system stupidly doesn’t tell you and I felt bad asking the nurse to go through all my records and count how many I’ve had. So this could be the official last piece of cancer treatment, but it also might not. I think because of not knowing I feel a bit meh today. Wet rainy weather doesn’t help, but in a way I’m sort of hoping I have another so I can celebrate the end end rather than it being just a throw away ‘oh it’s done now’. It’s not like I want a party but I want that feeling of relief and sense of achievement, and today I don’t feel that. I found out that I apparently missed an oncology consultation on 22/08 (I didn’t get a letter or a missed call!) so this is frustrating as I have questions and my mind is running away with me more often than not at the moment. The records do show a phone call consultation on 15/09 (yet another birthday with something cancer related - frustrating!) and another call on 22/09 ... no idea why I have two and that’s stressing me out a little wondering why and what they are for. Just got to keep hoping it’s all okay. I feel teary today, maybe I’m hormonal, maybe I’m scared treatment is ending soon. The cancer community has been a hard one to be in recently, too many wonderful people passing and too many being diagnosed with reoccurrence which makes my heart heavy. I’m having to pop some blinkers on for a while now to focus on me, my journey and my life. I’ve got my own path to navigate my way through. Today being in the cancer world is making me sad. Real sad. Why me. I so wish I could see into the future to take away my worries, but that’s not a reality so I’ll cry it out for a while then dust myself off for a new day tomorrow. No sympathy needed, just showing that not every day is a monkey bar swinging good day that’s all. 💔 Ps don’t run in the rain kids, the ground is slippy and skating into oncology isn’t a smart or elegant idea (even if it does make you and others laugh!)