The Rebound Year

New Year's Eve. It hasn't dawned on me much that it's a new decade. And what are we really going to call the last decade? Are we truly going to call it "the aughts" or something? That just sounds ridiculous. And are we entering the teens? Lots of unswered questions here.

So radiation ends on Jan. 11th. This kicks off a few weeks of partying for me. Our house is going to be like that "Jersey Shore" house, except in New England and with a toddler.

No, not really.

But, I plan to try to live it up and relish sitting as much as possible before my surgery on February 3rd. I am practicing sitting with gusto right now in fact. I wish you could see me sitting here like a real pro.

I haven't thought much about the surgery but when I do sometimes, it freaks me out a bit. I may have already mentioned that I have never stayed overnight in a hospital for anything other than pregnancy or childbirth-related reasons, so this is a whole new ballgame for me. And I've never had a part of my spine removed either. So, lots of new tricks for this old dog.

I think I will fully vent my surgery fears later, closer to the actual time. For now I am going to hope that 2010 is ultimately better than 2009 and that I at least win the lottery sometime next year to make up for this cancer crap. I have a good feeling because my 2002 was awful but my 2003 was great, so I'm thinking of 2010 as being the rebound year. 2009 hasn't been a wholesale bad year, but still. 2010=rebound.

Happy Rebound Year to You!