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"&amp;quot;You sound good,&amp;quot; my friend, Ann, told me on the phone last night in a tone that suggested &amp;quot;How come?&amp;quot; should follow. Wedged between six months of cancer treatments and a six-week wait to find out if I&amp;#039;m in remission, I really have no business sounding as chipper as I do this week. As a result, I&amp;#039;m afraid that I&amp;#039;m giving a whole new meaning to &amp;quot;irrational exuberance.&amp;quot; Remember that phrase? It&amp;#039;s what former Federal Reserve Chairman Alan Greenspan used to describe what he saw as an overvalued market that couldn&amp;#039;t sustain itself. In other words, everyone was so darned happy about the boom, when really, they should have seen the bust coming. I might have cancer&amp;#039;s version of irrational exuberance. And yet, I can&amp;#039;t help myself. Maybe it&amp;#039;s because getting out of the bed in the morning is feeling less and less like I&amp;#039;m pulling myself out of quicksand. Maybe it&amp;#039;s because I don&amp;#039;t have to see any doctors, get any PET scans or draw any blood this week. Maybe it&amp;#039;s because there&amp;#039;s finally enough hair on my head that I no longer look like Mr. Clean in &amp;quot;Swiss chocolate&amp;quot; eye shadow.  Maybe it won&amp;#039;t last long, but right now, I really don&amp;#039;t care. I explained to Ann that I sound good because I&amp;#039;m finally able to be more of the mom I used to be. The other day, I took my boys to piano lessons, went to the supermarket, cooked and served dinner, cleaned up, oversaw homework, did laundry and got the kids to bed while my husband was out entertaining clients. The best part? The next morning, I didn&amp;#039;t feel like I&amp;#039;d been run over by a bus. No wonder I&amp;#039;m so happy. Next month, I&amp;#039;ll have a PET scan which will tell me whether or not I&amp;#039;m in remission. If I&amp;#039;m not, I&amp;#039;ve got more treatments ahead of me. But if I am, I&amp;#039;ll really have something to be happy about \u2013 until my next PET scan three months later. And frankly, I don&amp;#039;t care whether it&amp;#039;s rational or not. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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