I'll be two years out come Oct. 5, and today I went back to Johns Hopkins so my radiation oncologist could assault my nose with that stupid tube with the camera on the end and poke around in my throat for awhile. (My nose still resents the intrusion.)
However, I got a clean bill of health. Matter of fact, at my last scoping 6 months ago he told me, "It almost looks like you never had radiation." My saliva is back 100 percent, though it can be a bit thick, and my taste is 100 percent as well. All things considered, I'm doing WAY better than I deserve.
In any event, it makes me feel good to pass on a little bit of good news, particularly to give some hope to those who are going through treatment now and wondering if it will ever end and whether they'll ever feel better. It does, and you will.
My best to all of you here, and all who are battling the beast.
--Jim in Delaware