Am I celebrating because today is my first boyfriend's birthday? (Happy Birthday, Troy!)
Nope. I got over that looooong ago. Strange though, that I still remember his birthday every single year. It's been 38 years for cripe's sake. (What kind of word is "cripe", anyway? I think I need a better vocabulary.) But, I digress.
Am I celebrating because it's the Federal Government's Fiscal New Year and I hardly have any work to do? You betcha! Yet, still not the reason I'm posting.
Is it because my Candidate O'Choice, Barak Obama, has widened his lead over McCain and his less-than-qualified VP pick to a whopping 14%?
Oh, no. There will be no celebrating yet. I hear there is a little thing called the Bradley Effect (when voters are too ashamed to tell opinion pollsters how they really feel) and I'm not going to tempt the fates. But if it wasn't for that little anomaly possibility... I'd be doing the happy dance all over the place.
No. I am celebrating because I have just received a clean bill of health from my oncologist!
Two Years. No cancer. No Evidence of Disease. Blood work all normal.
Triple Negative Inflammatory Breast Cancer. On Breastcancer.org, Dr. Gabriel Hortobagyi, F.A.C.P says that with current neo-adjuvant treatments for IBC, "about one in three patients with inflammatory breast cancer will survive five years, and the great majority of those who do are probably cured of their inflammatory breast cancer. (here's the good part) Most of the recurrences of inflammatory breast cancer have been very early, within the first couple of years."
Dr. Thomas Buchholz, also on Breastcancer.org, agrees. "It is true that if IBC were to recur, it tends to reoccur earlier compared to non-IBC breast cancer. For example, non-IBC breast cancer can even recur a decade after treatment. This would be very, very unusual for patients with IBC."
What do you think? Is that enough reason to celebrate this October?