12 shots

You guys got excited I was going to talk about a tropical vacation where I was doing shots of rum off a waterski, weren’t you?

I have actually done that before. Remind me to tell you about it sometime.

Today marks my one-year anniversary on Lupron. My cancer was (past tense, bitches) ER/PR positive which means that it loves the lady hormones. Those can easily be minimized by throwing a gal into menopause, which chemotherapy did for me so nicely last fall. To keep me there (because it’s such a fun place to be, of course), I’ll be getting a Lupron shot in my backside 1x a month for at least the next five years. It gets shipped to me by the specialty pharmacy and my sister does it (if one is to get cancer I highly recommend having a licensed healthcare provider in one’s family, ideally local, for these types of needs) at my house every month on the 14th. The 14th is easy to remember because my first shot ever was on Valentine’s Day.

Nothing says love like getting a shot in the ass by your sister. AmIRIGHT?

So, this Valentine’s Day marks my 12th shot. And man was it GOOD.

I have so much to report – it’s been a crazy year – I’ll be back ASAP with all the goodies.

xo