The Former
Boyfriend didn’t sleep well last night, so I decided to do another update to
keep everyone informed. Okay I’ll admit I
didn’t sleep that well either but they pump me full of steroids before pumping
me full of Benadryl before getting on to
the strong stuff.
So, I’ve
finished the fifth treatment of taxol, only 7 more to go on the chemo
train. I’m not really sure where the
train is going perhaps Chernobyl or Three Mile Island, where I hear it’s lovely
this time of year.
Seriously, I
haven’t noticed many side effects yet, but I know that I’m a mere babe in the
chemo woods. They tell me that by the
end of treatment I will experience severe fatigue. I can hardly wait! It’s like being a kid and having to eat all
the cereal in the box before you get the toy.
I continue
to navigate the taboo world of alternative medicine in an effort to salvage my
body from the wreckage of conventional cancer treatment. And I must say, I haven’t fared too badly. I
haven’t missed any work so far. What a
shame that people have to search for holistic treatment like drug addicts in a
dark alley or else face the disdain of their doctors.
Despite the upcoming holiday no holidays from chemo. They won't be infusing on Thanksgiving (nor black Friday for that matter). But they did manage to get me in first thing on Wednesday so I stay on schedule. The girls who do the scheduling have worked magic for the most part, which helps make it all just a bit easier.
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