Well, I have one day left before chemo starts and it probably sounds crazy but I feel like I’m on death row somehow. Such a grieving process for the healthy body I have had and I am running every morning knowing I won’t be able to keep it up.
I had blood taken this morning and the lady told me ‘soon, a bruise will be the least of your problems’ and then ‘ I watch people come in here looking not too bad to start with and then just getting sicker and sicker as the treatment progresses.’ So very encouraging.
On the positive side, my bone scan was clear which took a huge weight off my mind, I got my long hair cut short today so that losing it might be less traumatic, and my wounds have healed beautifully and finally my port has settled down.
I start with infusions every second week for 8 weeks, then weekly for 12 weeks, then 5 weeks radiation. It’s a plan and I guess I will cope like so many others do. One day at a time.
Thank you for listening.