I wish I was the kind of person who trusts myself to take on my own cancer treatment with a brave, drug free fight. I'd love to be that person who amazes the world by kicking cancer without toxic chemo. It can be done. But I stepped into the oncologist's office yesterday, ready to accept my drugs and all the support I could get.
Before meeting with Dr. P, I chatted with Paige and Michelle at the desk. They loved my wooden donkey mascot. They are pretty darn delightful people to meet at the desk when you're a bit nervous. I was also pleased to see there was a photograph of a donkey on the wall. Lot's of donkey kicking energy to kick bootie, right along with that chemo! Dr. P gave me a great pep talk and I was off to the chemo room!
We enjoyed some snacks during my 3 hours of "dripping". I was only a little grossed out to see the bag of nuts looked like my bag of Docetaxel that was dripping into my veins. Then again, friends have told me to visualize this chemo as a wonderful thing. It's going to heal me! It's healthy like nuts... it's Pac Men eating away at those cancer cells... it's like the healthy tree that once provided the healing ingredients that developed the cancer cure!
I felt so incredibly lucky as I sat there for hours, chatting with my wonderful nurse Mary (we share the same birthday) and having a photo taken by a chatty woman across from us. I cuddled with my blanket when my body began to cool and best of all I felt no nausea or dizziness. I know days ahead will have less perfect surprises, but having this great first chemo day experience gave me a boost!
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!