It’s interesting how mundane life can become in the midst of weekly chemo rounds; Mondays are bloodwork days, Tuesdays are ‘try to keep anxiety levels under control’ and shopping for produce day, Wednesdays are chemo day and the rest of the week is a mix of sleeping, taking pills, coping with joint pain and the occasional day/night where body completely rejects food in the most unladylike of ways. I’m still hesitant to go out in public; flu season is still in full swing here and the medical mask causes more stares then my head.
My mom has been here since the 8th and I’m thankful she’s been able to come back; not only do I love the companionship but its a welcome and highly appreciated break for Mike. All the house chores are caught up, she’s restocked the freezer with her awesome burritos and made me a double fleece blanket to help keep me warm. For some reason I’m having trouble staying warm lately and I always freeze at the chemo ward…
I’m continuing to be a source of intrigue to my oncologist; my hair is growing back sooner/faster then expected, my nail beds are clearing up (they were grey from the chemo) and I have no neuropathy (pins and needles sensation in the hands and feet)…something that happens with my current chemo drug. I do get joint pain, but even the headaches are easing up. I contribute it all to juicing 🙂
Now if my port would just cooperate, I’d be a happy camper! Even with my port getting accessed and flushed on a weekly basis, the nurses have pulled clots three times now. SO not good. Not to mention the sharp pains and constant aching…I’m so over this port! Luckily, my oncologist has authorized me to have my port removed as soon as I’ve completed my chemo treatments! Woo hoo! Once that sucker is out, I’m going to hang it on a wall and throw darts at it! Hahaha
This Wednesday will be round 12 of 16… I’m almost there! I’ll get a week off to build up my strength before I get my port removed, rest another 2 weeks and the radiation treatments will begin…30 in all.
But, there is a light at the end of the tunnel and its starting to get brighter 🙂 Cancer picked the wrong girl to mess with!
