798 Days

When my daughter was in her 2+ years of cancer treatment, time never seemed to move fast enough. Her treatment would be longer than her life at the time of her diagnosis.

So we marked milestones on the calendar. 250 days until the end. 100 days, 50 days, and so on. And when she finished, I added one date to the calendar, the day that would mark being out of treatment as long as she was in treatment. I forgot about this date, but then it came up on the calendar.

Saturday marked 798 days since her last dose of chemo. It feels so good to be so far away, mostly because it all feels like a foggy memory. Did that really happen? How? And the last 2 days were two scariest days I’ve had since.