January is over and I couldn’t be happier. January is, in my opinion, the worst month of the year. After being on such a sugar high from all the Christmas cookies and food and events of December, January follows with nothing but snow and cold winds. Taking down the Christmas tree? Depressing. No more holiday music on the radio? Depressing. You can’t use the “I can eat whatever I want, my diet starts after the holidays” excuse anymore, and that’s just annoying.
January has always been a month I wished to be over. In high school, January meant mid-terms. In college, January meant Winter session, and when I spent that time at home having extreme fomo, I counted down the days until I could get back to school. And this year was no different. Every other month I’ve only had two chemo treatments, but of course during the month of January, I have had three. Plus, we had to make the extra trip into the city for that little fever episode a couple weeks ago. Then I shaved my head. So it’s just been a long month.
I’m just excited to move past it. We go back to a normal schedule in February, with only two treatments, which if you didn’t know are the (hopefully, always hopefully) last two.
Today at my appointment was the first time my doctor talked about “what’s next.” And that got me pumped up. Aside from my trip to Florida, I don’t have anything else planned. But now that my doctor has officially brought up the subject, I feel like I can start seriously looking in to trips.
For the most part though, I just want to spend my weekends doing normal 20-something activities. Like going out. And eating sushi (God, I miss sushi). I look forward to being able to make plans and not have to say “but, it depends how I’m feeling that day.” I can’t wait to be able to eat out and not fear consuming something I shouldn’t or getting sick. I won’t have to avoid someone who simply coughs like they just told me they have the bubonic plague. It’s a life of less worry. And that’s what I’m most looking forward to.
I was so excited to start working after I graduated. I landed a job the week after graduation and gave myself the summer off to study and just lounge around. I figured that was all the time I needed before I started working. But now, I’m not really even thinking about work. I am going to take some seriously needed time between treatment and my first day of work because honestly I just need to debrief. Before I can take care of others, this girl has gotta take care of herself. My doctor approves of this plan, so she pretty much wrote me a prescription to get some rest and have some fun. And I can’t go against medical advice!
So January kind of sucked the life out of me, but I learned a lot through every experience that was thrown at me. Plus, I got to watch a lot of tv and knit a lot of hats this month. So besides that time I had to go to the ER and the other time that chemo made me vomit for four days, it wasn’t that bad.
Peace out January, bring it on February ✌🏼️