Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Six months, cancer free.
Last month, she had some swollen lymph nodes in her throat - her pediatrician was surprised she hadn't complained, because they were caused by tonsillitis, and some infection funk in her throat. Gab insisted she felt fine - I'm not sure how I feel about that. Did she really feel fine? Was she so used to being uncomfortable that a little sore throat didn't even register? Did she think it was just... normal?
Who knows. I guess we'll figure it out in time.
Over the summer, we also had some cognitive testing done on her - the chemo treatments she received are known to cause cognitive issues, and we had some concerns. She came away from the testing with an "Unspecified Cognitive Disorder" - basically, something is off, but she's so young, it's hard to say what specifically it is. It's something we'll have to keep watching as she continues in school, and re-test as we go.
The last six months have been quiet, but I'm not sure that it will ever be "easy". I'm consistently on guard, watching for anything that's "off".
But - just like during her treatment - she's just a normal kid. She plays with My Little Pony, she is obsessed with dinosaurs (still), she picks up every single leaf she finds when we take a walk.
I have said this a million times, through diagnosis and treatment, but we are so, so lucky. We are lucky that she has such an optimistic attitude, that nothing phases her. We are lucky that she is the kid she is. We are lucky that we had the access to the care we did, and that it worked for her.
Today, she started first grade.