So, yesterday as I stood in line at the pharmacy to refill one of my many prescriptions, an elderly gentleman looked at me and smiled. I knew that he knew what was up. I never wear a hat, wig or head scarf, as I prefer going out bald. He asked me how I was doing and I replied "I'm OK - for now". He responded "Me too, I'm not dead yet." And then we just both started laughing. "Me neither."
It reminded me of one day a year or so ago as I passed through security at the airport going home from somewhere. The officer looked at my boarding pass and my ID and said "Are you doing OK today?" As I was returning home from a heinous business trip, I responded "I'm great!" He then asked "No regrets?" and I answered "Aside from having slept with a few people in my past that I shouldn't have...I have no regrets. If I hadn't made the decisions in life that I did, or taken certain chances, I wouldn't be where I am now. I like my life." He told me that I made his day and I walked off to the gate.
So, that gets me thinking: What if I... hadn't gone to the college I attended? hadn't broken up with a particular boyfriend? had decided to take that teaching job on the small island off the coast of Maine? had never moved to France? This life that I love would be totally different...I probably wouldn't be married to Evan, have my shop and have my 2 wonderful children.
BUT, would I still have cancer?...
Countdown begins...5 days until chemo #8: the final treatment.
