Yet another set of biopsies has come and gone and I'm still given the all-clear. In fact, the next steps are to get me pregnant, if that's even possible. It still feels so soon. It hasn't been a year since my last treatment of any kind. Rushing it feels like a bad idea. But I haven't had my period in over a year, so hormone therapy is on the horizon anyway. And the fertility doctor happens to be on vacation when I'm next in Berlin (for biopsies) - sigh. It could take some time for my body to get back to something like normal, and then it's maybe, kind of possible that I could get pregnant. But it seems like a long shot, no matter how you slice it. I'm better adjusted to the prospect than I was a year ago, but it's still heartbreaking.
I've kind of got the edema under control. Edema is the last thing side effect remaining. I've found that the biggest trouble-makers are nights when I don't stay in bed for at least 8 hours (and preferably 9 or even 10) and hot showers. Ugh. I love hot showers. But I can count on them to make the edema flair up so I have to kind of take it easy. I wear compression stockings every day and I'm still having weekly lymph drainage physical therapy massage, which is very nice and I think it really helps. After a couple more sessions I'm taking a break for a few months to see how I do.
Spring feels good.
