As I have more than alluded to in these pages, chemo sucks. Writing this blog is my cancer legacy and I hope to spend the rest of my LOOOONG life helping others like me.įor those who don’t live with me, I’ll share some sad and funny truths…mostly I want you laugh with me, so hopefully they’re more funny than sad. So, my goal is to be that person to those who come after me. But to know that others have felt this sick and it does conclude and you do get on with life, well, that just makes it easier to have courage and faith. There are days when you feel like, why am I such a weakling? I should not feel this sick. There’s something about having your feelings truly understood by someone who has been where you are.
She has made me feel less alone in my struggle, because she struggled too. She has shared her story, her photos, her truth and her happy ending with me via private messenger. She is a survivor and I won’t call her by name to protect her privacy, but “A”, you know this is for you. I have not seen her since High School, but we are facebook friends. Easy, peasy? Right?Īnother thing that has been particularly helpful to me, aside from all the friends supporting and cheering me on, which has been truly humbling and amazing, is one particular friend who reached out to me during this last round of chemo. So, head down, be strong, accept the things you can not change….all while being optimistic, hopeful and faith driven. The poison is the cure, and it sucks, but it works. And when my oncologist and her PA are trying to add this, take that sooner, try one of these, etc…my daughter says, go ahead and try all that, but Mom, I think you need to accept that this is what chemo does and you’ll face basically the same set of symptoms each time and you need to just DEAL with it and press on. My daughter, who as most of you know, is a student doctor, has been the most honest with me. The joke is that by the time you get the right combo of drugs going at the appropriate time, your chemo ends. So if you are a person who finds yourself on this page of life someday, please know that it’s predictable and unpredictable, both. We keep changing up the treatment drugs and when to take them in order to get the best result. There’s an ebb and flow which is fairly predictable. I just completed my fourth round of chemo. Let’s call this one an eclectic mix of anecdotes and thankful thoughts and little truths and just mash it all up into what, hopefully, turns out as a pleasant read. Sooooo….my beautiful peeps are asking when I’ll blog again.
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