It's official, I am now in remission. My neutraphil count is back to 4500 and the Onc said that I could make arrangements to have my port taken out. They scheduled my first follow-up appointment for early August and I just need to work on recovering and losing some of this steroid weight. The Onc said that 4 in 10 recover to the point of being considered "cured" so I am shooting for the minority.
It is odd to be in this position because it is good news to know that NHL is temporarily taken a hiatus, but the thought of it coming back and haunting me any time soon is taking a bit of the joy out of today's discovery.
Whenever I'm faced with odds like these, I pull a scene from Dumb and Dumber between Lloyd Christmas and Mary Swanson:
Lloyd: What do you think the chances are of a guy like you and a girl like me... ending up together?
Mary: Well, Lloyd, that's difficult to say. I mean, we don't really...
Lloyd: Hit me with it! Just give it to me straight! I came a long way just to see you, Mary. The least you can do is level with me. What are my chances?
Mary: Not good.
Lloyd: You mean, not good like one out of a hundred?
Mary: I'd say more like one out of a million. [pause]
Lloyd: So you're telling me there's a chance... *YEAH!*
Over the next few weeks, I hope to gain back some strength and begin making enough changes in my physical activities that the distance between NHL and PMoore becomes an insurmountable gap.
Thanks for your continued cheers, positive thoughts and prayers.
Hip hip for remission.