It is now only 8 days until my last Chemo session and 9 till
my last radiation.
I'm planning a party to celebrate on the weekend following the end of the treatment. While it may be a self-serving excuse for a party, I think getting through the treatments deserves some special celebration.
Within two weeks after the end of treatment I shall be scheduled for a battery of follow-up scans, and then onwards into surgery! Excelsior!
The last week has
been a little rough as the combined effects of treatment take their toll. It occurred to me that my current pharmacology
assortment is actually designed to treat me for the effects of chemo as opposed
to actually being anti-cancer. It's a
sobering reflection on the toxicity and efficacy of the treatment itself.
Chemo is essentially applied poison directed
at the cancer: the trick is to do more damage to the cancer than to healthy
cells, i.e. me.
I once wrote I was eager to feel the "damage"
being done to the cancer. I can now say
I'm achieving success in that regard. The
moral of that is to be careful what you wish for.
With all that said, however, I will add that I'm doing very
well so long as I remember to keep on top of my meds.
I'll type more tomorrow after I return from chemo.
Here's a photo of my current drugs.
Thank you for sharing what you are going through. I'm thinking of you often and wishing you the best. Also, I'm sending you my sweet husband and hoping he'll be a help to you.
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