Not even in the wildest of my dreams would I have expected it. Today at 11 am, I received a Whatsapp containing one of the most beautiful news updates I have ever been given in life.
“Very good response to the treatment, the lesion has practically disappeared, only the neoadjuvant marker is visible”.
This is what the radiologist said after studying the results from the MRI I had on October 8. I have not stopped crying since I received that message. All my loved ones receive the news with tears of happiness. It is a miracle.
My mind is torn between joy and fear, fear that it is all a mistake, a hoax. But I calm my mind and kneel down to give thanks for this unusual outcome that I did not expect but which is magical and beautiful. The chemo, that poison I so often cursed, has annihilated the disease. Dylan takes away the doubts stored in this small corner of my mind, telling me that what I can still feel in my breast is only inflammation of the tissues.
My Samirah is not home when I receive the news, but when she arrives we melt into a wet embrace, her tears and my tears become one. Before coming home, she spent 40 euros at Carrefour for a bottle of champagne, because this miracle must be celebrated. Today is one of the happiest days of our lives, just because we realize that we have been given back something we always had but that last April 12 was put at stake: life and health.
Pop!! says the cork when it slips through my fingers and smashes into the wall. I almost lost an eye uncorking the bottle, but what the heck, I DON’T HAVE CANCER ANYMORE! My sisters-in-law and brother-in-law accompany me from the computer screen, drinking Prosecco and Champagne with me because today, the occasion is worth it. Thanks to God!