This post is intended to be a wrap up of things I would have liked to know about what having chemo is like, and what things would have made my life easier if someone had told me. Or possibly stuff I was told but didn’t truly appreciate because of the total information overload that is chemo prep.
Well, I survived, and I suppose that’s the point. 🙂 Let’s see, since my very last trip to the poison chair we had a party to celebrate the end of chemo, I discovered something about the silly pills I’m going to have to take, and I had my port removed.
Well… I made it. Today I’m having my very last chemo infusion. My emotions are kind of all over the place, so I hope you’ll bear with me while I kind of sneak up on that idea.
So, here we are again. It is my third to last chemo day, I think. This has been my life for so long now, I’m not really sure how to feel about that. I will certainly miss some of the folks I’ve met, when this is all over. Won’t miss the poison or the poison chair, of course. 🙂
Nope, still not as exciting as it sounds. Yesterday I mentioned I had spoken to the infusion nurse about the episodes of shortness of breath and how she had sent a note to my oncologist’s office. Well, just as I suspected, they called back. Sigh.
Back in the poison chair again. I have to say, it’s getting a bit tiresome. Don’t get me wrong, I like the folks at the infusion center, the nurses are awesome and I’m even starting to warm to the tech – she’s young and… she’s young. 🙂 It’s just, well I’ve been at this for 9 months and change, and it’s getting old.
Feeling really stupid just now… I got distracted by an unexpected question at a crucial moment, and managed to forget some routine poison chair prep stuff. Sigh.
Since I just finished mine up, I thought I would do a round up post of sorts, aimed at a hypothetical someone who is getting ready to start radiation treatment. With the caveat that I had breast cancer, and that your mileage may vary blah blah, this is my experience with radiation.
Having a rough day here. Partly fatigue, partly intolerance for stupidity, but mostly I’m just overwhelmed. Most of the conversations I’ve had today, with people other than Woody, have been had with me wiping away tears and the other person pretending not to notice. The fatigue, that’s the radiation, and the intolerance for stupidity is not a new thing, but the overwhelmed…
Yeah, that’s kind of a mislead, because I’m not actually going to try and pro/con it as if advocating a choice between the two. But I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about both, thus the title. It’s been a while since I’ve posted, and mostly that’s because there’s been a lot going on and a lot of new experiences to process.
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