First post treatment mammogram

I had my baseline mammogram done this morning. This is just routine. Still I felt a little anxious. It was a routine mammogram that caught the last cancer. I'm not worried, just cautious. After all, they nuked my cancer back to the stone age. I have an appointment with my oncologist on Tuesday to discuss the results.

I am amazed at how good I feel. I had gained weight with treatment and now I am slowly losing weight with Weight Watchers online program. I'm eating healthier and walking a lot. I'm sure that's got a lot to do with how healthy I feel. It also doesn't hurt that chemicals and radiation have stopped bombarding my body. I just hope it stays that way (see above paragraph).

I've joined a gym to increase my activity level. Walking is painful so I can't rely on my favorite exercise. I saw an orthopedic doctor this morning and he said that I can do pretty much whatever my leg will let me. He suggested that I take an over the counter pain and inflammation drug before I go. Before I exercise I should stretch my leg muscles. When I come home I can ice it. I've been worried because I still hurt 7 weeks post injury. The doc said that the bone is healing right on schedule and to come back if I'm still hurting after Memorial Day. I guess the cure is what my veterinarian calls "tincture of time".

I wish it were only food

I'm in a bad mood today. I filled out my health questionnaire for my health plan and "there is a strong need for change" in my body mass. Not only does the TV and the newspaper tell me I'm fat but I now have confirmation by my HMO. I have dieted before and I know what it takes to be successful. I have to weigh and measure portions and count calories. I hate being compulsive! I also know that when I do lose weight I will get more wrinkly. Hmm, wrinkly or rotund? That is the question. If I have the courage to do this I know that my joints and stomach will thank me. Why can't it just be food? Why does it have to be such a battle?