Well Done Fiona, Someone should send you flowers! I don't think anyone really appreciates how it feels to come to the end of treatment. It's just a wave of relief. Prepare for the feeling that 'it' doesn't really go away. Chemo and radio takes a toll on you, and some of the 'soldiers' who fought the battle with you (I mean your feet, your skin, your fingertips, the scars, your teeth, and dang it, even my eyesight and hearing has been affected) will be that constant reminder. Yep, we've all got a whole lot of life that coincides with treatment, and the world doesn't stop turning, funerals, birthdays, Christmas, graduations, concerts, they all continue. Just be kind to yourself. I felt, 'yep, it's over, let's pick up where I left off" but the fatigue lingers. The residual discomfort hangs on. That said, on busy days, you might actually forget about everything. It's fabulous when that happens. We've just had 5 days of madness, with my daughter's award's night, a scout camp for my little one, then a huge travel day for my daughter's physio, followed by halloween, then a choir event... today was the first day in a week when I planned to work, and I just sat down, unable to do a thing. Not surprising really, but not the previous me. Yes, good riddance to treatment, you did what you had to do. I'm glad you acknowledged those moments when things did crumble, but wow, don't you feel you could do anything now!
Lots of healing thoughts to you all.
Annette.