A Long Time Coming

It's been a long time since I've last made a post on here. That doesn't mean I haven't been writing, though. I write almost every night in my journal, right before falling to sleep. It's been a lot easier for me to write in the journal instead of on here just because I can have the journal next to me in bed while my computer is downstairs. But I've been wanting to get back on here. I think I'm just going to have to find some kind of compromise: either writing twice a day, once here and once in my journal, or maybe writing in my journal and later transferring things here, or perhaps starting a new blog with a different goal - with actual stories, perhaps, or something else. I'm not sure yet. I'll have to experiment a bit to find what works.
Since the last time I wrote, I've been through quite a lot, and yet almost nothing new at all. I had more online classes - 3 instead of 4 this time - and they were easier for me to handle. I've also chosen Option number 3 from a previous post and decided to continue with the Millenium oral chemo. It's been an interesting ride, definitely, but I just received the first scans since starting it, and my doctor says they are the best they've been in a long time. GOOD NEWS. It feels soooo good to get good news every once in a while! It means that I am not going through with all these crazy feelings and side effects for nothing; it means the chemo is working/doing its job and that means I am doing well. Despite the "euphoria", aka fuzziness, and despite weird joint pain I've been experiencing along with perhaps 1% of the all of the other people who have ever taken this medicine, and despite the mouth sores that sometimes make it close to impossible for me to eat anything more than soup, and despite the drop in platelet counts that sometimes lead to multiple platelet transfusions, IT IS WORKING. And that's why I go through with this. For that, and for all the people who have been here with me telling me I can get through this.