Its been 5 months since my MRI. 8 weeks ago I didn't see how I could make it the full 6 months, but here I am. Truthfully, as life does, I was thrown a curveball of a different sort. My husband suffered a pulmonary embolism following shoulder surgery and suddenly my tumor seemed insignificant. Its been 6 weeks for him, and he has a way to go. His recovery is much like that of someone recovering from AN surgery....fatigue is his biggest struggle. We both realize how lucky we are at this moment, so I can wait one more month for my MRI.
