Diagnosis Day 3.0

Well, last year I claimed that I might even forget when my three years past my diagnosis day was coming around. I never believed that I wouldn't remember. But, a funny thing happens the further you  get into survivorship, you sometimes aren't anticipating the approach of the milestone date anymore. The phone call from the Nurse Practitioner and telling my family members that I had cancer, these are events that are forever ingrained in my brain. The date and time 8/8/12 at 3:30 pm are forever ingrained. But, this year it totally snuck up on me. And I think that's pretty awesome.

Earlier in the week, my mom asked me if I wanted to do something for diagnosis day. And honest to goodness, I had totally forgotten and already made plans. We weren't able to go to the lake this year, as we had already visited to see my cousin get married earlier in the summer. And I had plum forgot that Saturday was Diagnosis Day 3.0. We started to briefly reminisce about the phone call from the NP, but decided to just focus on the joy of celebrating more survivorversaries.

My plans fell through for yesterday, because life happens. But, my bf and I went to a wholesale kitchen supply store and I was like a kid in a candy store. I figured if I wasn't going to be spending the day baking to celebrate, why not purchase materials in order to further my baking endeavors?

Items purchased: new cutting board, 24 count mini muffin pan (really excited about it), ice cream sundae glasses with sturdy long spoons, reusable pastry bags, ladel, 2 pyrex storage containers (as nothing is allowed to be stored in plastic), 2 off set spatulas (why didn't I buy these sooner with all the cakes I've frosted), a new wire whisk (my old one is a little bit rusted and deformed), mini popsicle molds (because I can't control my internal thermastat) and silicon "shot" glass formers in order to make mini desserts. I'm excited to try it all. I may have gone overboard, but I'm ok with it. I was celebrating and it was all well under $100 and I do love a good bargain.

And, even though it is not pretty these days, I got my run in. It was slow, but it was beautiful weather and I enjoyed every single step over the 4 miles. What also helped make the day more enjoyable is that this week, my body decided it wanted to sleep again. While I still wake up at least once in the middle of the night (I think that is my new normal for sleep) I have been waking less and sleeping at least a cumulative 8 hours a night for the past week. I didn't start on the melatonin or anything else that I briefly discussed with my oncology NP, my body just decided it wanted to sleep again. I will take it and hope that stays for awhile.

You know what I did not forget, my cancer rally song. Fist pumping time.