I “graduated” from the oncology department today.
And earlier this month I stopped seeing my endocrinologist, and also my psychiatrist.
Now I only see one doctor, my primary.
It’s weird how I feel bittersweet about it. I don’t feel special anymore, or deserving of extra affection.
I miss being doted on, and treated special because if my illness. I got free flowers in the spring.
I know that’s stupid. I should be super excited to be cancer free.