This morning on the way to my run, it took me a while that today had a special significance. Three years ago this day I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. I’m not sure how significant this event really is as the more important anniversary is in June.
Even though I remember it like it was yesterday, it seems like it was a decade ago. I’ve moved a bit forward since that. After two years, my doc told me we can space out the tests. I have a PET/CT scan this upcoming week, and I feel pretty confident it’ll turn out pretty good.
Of course, there are many times that I freak out about going through it again. If I feel tired or there’s a new pain somewhere, could it be happening all over again? I try not to think about it, but it happens. But I guess that’s why I have those tests, to reassure me that I have nothing to worry about.
In the meantime, the routine continues…