All reflective now

I celebrated my 2 years of having no chemo go through my body. I had it on the studio office calendar. March 23, 2011-the last drop went through my body.It still seems so surreal....the nerve damage is my reminder, and my vertical scar from my belly button to my bikini line....Sometimes I wonder if maybe they jumped the gun, maybe I didn't have to deal with all that BS. Maybe the Doctors are knife happy and trying to make oodles of money-it's a horrible thought-but I wonder.The polyp in my intestines wasn't that big, and how the hell do i know that the cells in my utereus were really that different. To put our trust in the Medical field is risky, a crapshoot...why they can't find a cure for this damn cancer is beyond me. I feel my obligation is to tell people about it. I am volunteering for Hope Hospice. Ihave to study about 8 hours of material, and then I can be a friendly visitor. Throughit all, that's what I got...a deep sense of compassion for the diagnosed. I so understand all the questions and fears and roller coaster of emotions that occur minute by minute.I want to tell Ellen Degeneres the Katie Courics, and other talk show hosts about it-they have a podium, they should use it. It is crazy not to get the word out. So I am beginning to set up my appointments for this year, the long list: CT Scan, Physcial, Mamogram, Pap Smear, Colonoscopy-geez it's enough to make me anxious all over again...but I have to, I'd be irresponsible if I didn't get the word out-it's what I learned in the journey.Thank you God for my life today.