Yucky

That's how I'm feeling. Must have a touch of a stomach flu or something.

My mom is doing great. She is going to physical therapy and she's moving around very well. Hopefully the splints will come off the ankle and wrist soon so she can drive.

Wednesday I see Dr. Ober, the gynecologist. I am hoping that on that day when I leave I'll have the removal of my ovaries all scheduled and I can move on from there.

There is a word that I have hesitated to use...until this weekend. The word "survivor." I have wondered what constitutes a cancer survivor. I mean...my mom is one. But I guess I'm not sure at what point I become one. Is it after the surgeries? Is it after treatments? Is there a specific day, date and time where you officially become a "survivor"? All I know is that this weekend I recognized myself as being a survivor. I think it's a title that you earn....when you win the fight. Right now I feel I have won the fight. Will it ever come back? I don't know...but for now...at this moment...I am a breast cancer survivor.

Doris