Putting it all behind me
I went to the hospital today for the doctor to interpret my test results. Everything is OK. The higher values on the blood tests have nothing to do with cancer. It’s just a virus of some kind. No medicine needed. The doctor told me to drink more water! The best thing of all: he suggested I only come in once a year from now on. It’s been five years and one test a year is enough. I really did survive in the end. I really did make it. Now I can finally think it and say it without jinxing my future.
For the first time in five years I can breathe normally again and look forward to many more years, to growing older and then old like a regular person. The story of my cancer is something that happened to me once, but which now is behind me. I will start to forget what happened but thanks to this diary I will also always remember.