Don’t call it a comeback, I’ve been here for years – LL Cool J
Just kidding, that’s exactly what I called it. We recently got back from Viva Jess Vegas/ The Comeback Tour and it was the greatest of all time. The G.O.A.T, some would say. It was a weekend of friends, fun, and of course- Britney Spears. (Because if Britney can make it through 2007…) I know, your currently asking yourself “didn’t she JUST go to Vegas?!” Yes. I did. Great memory. Vegas is my jam.
This trip had been years in the making. It started as a joke when a bunch of us went to Vegas while I was pregnant with Harlon. I swore that once I had him, we’d plan to go again and call it ‘the comeback tour’. Then I got pregnant with Wyatt and the joke continued and we’d go after. Then, well, you know the rest. And here we are.
The comeback tour carries a bit of a different meaning now. It’s heavier than just heading back to Vegas with friends to party. It was a celebration of life and making it each day. It’s also a reminder to make memories and live each day like it’s a gift. Like a comeback.
Now, this part of the post is overdue. I was supposed to start Xeloda last Monday but after getting my thyroid stuff figured out, my oncologist and I have decided to start at the beginning of September. This will give my body some time to adjust to the thyroid medication, which has really been a life changer. I feel pretty good. At least better than before starting the Synthroid. My headaches are less intense, I feel like I have more energy, and I’m not so foggy brained. It’s super sucks that this is most likely a lifetime deal and brought on by C but I can/will hang.
My hysterectomy pre-op is next Tuesday and surgery is all set for August 30th. I am a little nervous but not too bad- maybe because I knew this was coming since the beginning. I’m more ready to get this part over with and start the healing. Emotionally and physically.
It blows my mind that a year ago at this time, I knew something was not right with my body. I hadn’t been diagnosed yet or even had my biopsy but I knew what ‘it’ was. I tried to chalk it up to a crazy pregnancy… but I’ll get into all those feels later.