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Range of Emotion

Ever since I went in for the second mammogram, I've been on a roller coaster ride. I've had some high highs, and some low lows. I've gone from feeling like I'm on top of the world, to crashing down into depression at warp speeds. I'm told this is all normal. Poor Matt..it's not like I was the most emotionally stable person prior to this!

Since Sunday though, I've been on another upswing. My pain level is diminishing for the most part (unless I do too much in a day still), and my range of motion for my right arm is improving daily. The exercises my physical therapist has me doing really help work the nerves out and relax them. I've definitely noticed an improvement, and even made myself some lunch yesterday! Yay me!

It may be random coincidence, but I'm attributing the rise in my spirit to the new improved range of motion in my arm. I am really starting to feel like myself again. Interestingly enough though, the doctors said it would be a 4-6 week recovery. Friday is 4 weeks... so maybe it's not a coincidence at all. Clearly  my amazing team of doctors have seen this before and know what they're talking about!

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  1. MamaFebruary 17, 2011 at 7:34 AM

    So, part 1 is almost complete, just a few more weeks of physical therapy and the arm will be normal. Now part 2 begins, Chemo. Another rollercoaster but it is normal to feel the ups and downs. Hopefully there will be more ups than downs as the "sick" days will have more normal days in between them. Or maybe you won't even have sick days - we can hope! Once part 2 is over you are really over the hump. Keep up the positive spirits. Matt is a gem and we love him. Love Mama

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