In the course of writing something else, I had reason to count up how long I’ve been cancer-free — more than two years now. Everything I’ve done since September 2015 has either been to ward off recurrence or cosmetic. At some point, I need to start thinking of myself as someone who has recovered from cancer, rather than someone in treatment.
Probably not until this last set of reconstructive incisions stops hurting, though. Ouch. Give me a few weeks.