Cancer, Cocktails and Comebacks

Well hello there! 🍷 Did you really think I’d Irish-goodbye this situation and not report back? Tsk, tsk.. As promised, here we are, mid January with a full report. The results are in.... As the title so delicately suggests, this is a full-blown Oh, Fuck All the Way Off, Cancer kind of post. No drumroll needed. No suspense required. The scan results came back NEGATIVE . I have officially been handed the golden ticket, the mic drop, the strut-out-of-the-clinic moment. I am CANCER FREE , my lovelies. Cue the champagne. Cue the cartwheels. Cue me aggressively living my best life. 🍾🤸‍♀️🥳  My Captain and I? We didn’t waste a single minute. The second we could celebrate, we did! My appointment was scheduled for — February 13th. A Friday . At 3:40pm. Because why not sprinkle a little horror-movie energy on top of an already nerve-wracking situation? Then at 11am, my phone rings. “Would you like to come in earlier?” Would I LIKE to? I have never moved so fast in my life. ...