Last year between 2000 and 4000 people were diagnosed with CC.
Last year between 1400 and 2800 people passed away from CC.
That means that I now officially fall into the 30% of those who actually survive the first year following diagnosis.
All things considered, it's been a good year.
I've had 2 liver biopsies.
I've had 2 "tummy cams" (EGD)
I've had 1 colonoscopy.
I've had 40% of my liver, my gall bladder, some of my bile ducts and a lymph node surgically removed.
I did chemo for 6 months.
I've had nearly half a dozen CT scans.
I've had 2 PET scans.
I've had nearly half a dozen ultrasounds on various locations of my body.
I've also been to Alcatraz.
I've been to the Winchester Mystery House.
We went riding roller-coasters at 6 Flags.
We went to Monterey to the aquarium.
I finished my little sidewalk project.
I'm almost debt free.
It's been a busy year. The next one will be just as good I hope. We have plans to go to Ireland for starters.
There are concerns for me though. The last 2 weeks have been pretty rough. I ache a lot. Sleeping through the night is nearly impossible. The couch and I are now good friends. I know more about late night/early morning TV than I care to. I get way too tired way too fast. I get anxiety attacks now. Overall, I just don't feel all too hot.
Maybe once we visit radiation, that will change.