I decided to wait to throw my party until I was declared NED at the end of March. I found last year, while I had a great time partying, having to go through multiple rounds of testing I really wanted to celebrate when I was all done. So I'll wait.
But...I couldn't wait to bake. Made a yellow cake with fluffy milk chocolate ganache. And I piped my scar on it.
I mean I still needed to celebrate. And I'm not going to lie, my belly hurts. I may have eaten a little too much cake. For dinner. But I'm celebrating.
I also ate a ham and cheese sandwich today. They were my savoir during chemo, one of the only foods that tasted correct, and one of my main sources of protein. And it was delicious. I think ham and cheese will forever be comfort food for me.
And my parents are taking me to brunch and I may have bought my entire stitch fix (delivery service of new clothes). Because, things need to be celebrated.
Madonna was right. If we took a holiday. Took some time to celebrate. Just one day out of life. It would be, it would be so great.
February 27th will always be NED day for me.