I had my last specialist appointment on Monday, it was a quick check up, no concerns (apparently I'm completely normal!) and a gentle talk from the Nurse Practitioner about how some people are filled with trepidation at the end of treatment and some can't wait to be released...
Nurse practitioner Marc:
Anne, you are being discharged from Oncology, you'll have a check up in about 6 months with your surgeon and free yearly mammograms for about 5 years. How do you feel about that?"
Me (grinning like a loon): That's fantastic, I'm going to dance my way out of here and can you give me a prescription for 6 months because I'm off overseas
Nurse practitioner Marc (also grinning like a loon)
Wow, that's great, where are you off to...
conversation turns into travel advice
And yes I did a bit of a twirl down the corridor, tried to walk normally in front of those still waiting for consultations, floated out the main entrance, did a bit of a hop skip and a jump on the driveway and hummed my theme song for this post on the short walk back to work, with some skipping involved
We are done - sing a long now!
So what next for me?
I gave notice a couple of weeks ago. I'm flying out on 9th May to the UK. I'm going to do a mix of live in work and travel, and come back to NZ via Canada in October'ish - Polar bears here I come. All being well I hope to have an endless summer and go back to the UK via other travel routes in April 2018
I'm intending to wrap this blog up with a final review and maybe a link to a travel blog, trying hard to come up with a name, check the short list, suggestions welcome - serious and otherwise.
- Life's too short for spirulina
- but wait there's more..
- Faff's off [FAFF = fabulous almost fifty five]
- Busting out
- 2FACBA ventures [too fat and can’t be arsed]
- Snowbird flies away
- Madcow moovements
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