Reflection

I like to reflect on what was going on with me last year. Around this point last year, I was still getting weekly treatments for my desmoid and I was about to start the bone treatments. The weekly treatments were making me so violently sick that I ended up taking leave from work.

This year, I'm in a different place. My bone is broken... still. The tumor doesn't appear to be getting any larger. Unfortunately the brace I was in for my broken bone made me lose my range of motion in my arm. While I try to be really positive, there are some days I feel so defeated. I feel lucky that my range of motion is the only thing I have lost.

In a few weeks my family and I are going out to Philadelphia for the Desmoid Tumor patient forum. I'm jazzed up about meeting new people. In the interim, I've been throwing myself into work. A woman I don't really care for, decided to quit 3 weeks before the launch of her project. She left the project in a spot that is almost impossible to get the project launched on time. I want to yell at her and scream but mostly I want the project out the door. It has become my new project and I'm determined to get it launched on-time. I'm stressed but on the inside I believe that if I can get it launched I'll feel like a super-hero.