Stomp on it!
The huge "CANCER CENTER" sign I walk under every day isn't as huge any more. Really. Just this week, I did a double-take and actually thought they replaced the ominously large letters with smaller ones! I think that means something. It means something to me. I'm not as scared anymore. I haven't written in a whole month...since a week after my last chemo treatment. I want to say there's not much to write about, but that's not true. It's just that the changes and the effects are much more gradual, so they're not as alarming or terrifying. Kinda like when the big hairy spider is in a locked-tight glass case. While staring into it's beady little eyes, you plot it's horrific, blood-spattered death, and the bottle-cap sized monster doesn't seem so scary anymore. Cancer is the scariest spider I've ever seen, but the "medicine" is making sure that little bugger doesn't lay any eggs to haunt me after it's gone...