Another day, Another Round

Tomorrow I go in for another round of chemo! Woo hoo!

Just kidding. I’m not excited about it, but I’d rather get the treatment than deal with the alternative. Could you imagine that conversation with the grim reaper?

Grim Reaper: It is I! The Grim Reaper come to take you into the afterlife.

ME: No! It can’t be my time yet! I still have so much to do! I’m too young!

Grim Reaper: Actually, it is your time. You could’ve had more time, but noooooooo!! You’re stupid and didn’t take the drugs that could’ve helped you live a long and happy life. You’ve gotta come with me. You dummy. Let’s go.

Me: Oh….Well, I can’t argue with that logic.

Anyways, I’m actually looking forward to this round because the last time I went in, they told me my blood counts were excellent. I’m hoping that they’ll still be excellent because that means I’m that much closer to recovery (Woo! hoo!).

So, yes, chemo is tomorrow. I’ve had several people ask me if chemo is scary or hard. Before I answer that, I want to mention that when I answer, I’m answering for me. Cancer is different for everyone including its treatment, side effects and recovery process.

The first time I went in for a chemo treatment I definitely was scared. I didn’t know what to expect and I was overwhelmed with information about the treatment and its aftereffects. But it isn’t hard to go through a treatment. You sit there for a few hours while the nurse does all the work. And then you go home.

The hard part is recovering. Side effects vary greatly from person to person. I have found that I sleep a lot more to avoid some of the side effects like nausea and dizziness. Each chemo treatment brings on a different set of side effects and that’s the hard part: to deal with each new side effect as it comes and determining how serious it is. Also my dog. Not seeing my dog is hard.

But I’m very fortunate that I’m young. My immune system can bounce back pretty quickly. By the second week of recovery I practically feel 100%. Just in time to do it all over again.

 

Until next time,

Dana