Phoebe is officially one year cancer-free!! We got "the" letter from the clinic yesterday afternoon.
I'm not going to lie, the waiting for news like this is still difficult. I have to pretend I'm not thinking about it constantly and hoping I get a call from the wife that says "ALL GOOD!". I know she's fine, but it's still hard. It is getting a little easier every time, and I think this one-year anniversary is a big milestone.
We are both slowly regaining full-function (or dysfunction as the case may be) and momentum, she is making amazing art again and learning a language on top of her regular schedule... I am back to building bikes and cars and microphones and various other odd things, my focus has returned, I am working on getting a service garage open in the near future.
The nature of our relationship has changed because of this whole thing, and while I certainly won't give this cancer shit an A+ rating as a "life experience" or whatever, it has without a doubt made us closer. I had to explain to a kid the other day as I'm buying a car (and by "buying a car" I mean I bought some of a car and several boxes of parts... this is a thing I do quite often) that I'd have to talk with the wife about keeping it. I get the standard eye-roll... like "oh yeah, stupid woman won't leave this guy alone". No no, I explain... I need to talk to her not because she gives a shit if I bring home a junk car (or three)... but because she knows when I'm about to be overwhelmed with projects before I do.
... which is true.
The current car build is on a not-nearly-as-pretty blog over here: cleminus.blogspot.com