The C Word – Part 17: Keeping Your Heart Open!
I just completed my LAST Round of Chemo. Fingers crossed it’s forever. It’s been 8 months since my diagnosis. 7 months since my colon surgery. And 6 months since I began chemotherapy. I just completed my final round – Round 11. (this Chemo goes to 11!). As mentioned, the Doctors are not requiring chemo after…
The C-Word – Part 16: Optimism
I haven’t been writing as much lately. One reason was the holiday crunch – feeling as if I had to make cookies and mail cards and such. Another reason is that there’s not been much to report. I’m feeling well – almost “normal” if that’s an acceptable term. Chemo Round 9 was fairly uneventful, and…
The C Word – Part 13
Waking up baked, huzzah for socialized medicine and coping with ‘roid rage.
The C Word – Part 12
Round Five– DING!!!! With each round of chemo, it feels as if you’re a boxer going into the ring. You train. You feed your body with nutritious fuel. You psych yourself up. And then you walk through those doors armed for bear, fists up, ready to fight this thing with all you’ve got. This round,…
The C Word – Part 11
New adventures in naturopathic medicine! Feeling good! Feeling positive. Feeling grateful. Feeling OPTIMISTIC. For two weeks I was basically stuck at home with low immunity. My neutrophil count was a dismal 0.4 when they postponed my chemo the first time. It was 0.5 the day I was sent home without having my port installed. Nine…
The C Word – Part 10
“The Girl in the Plastic Bubble” Chemo time rolled around again on Tuesday Sept. 21st. I dutifully went to the hospital lab for my blood work on Monday and then carried on with my day. I’d been feeling so good, I thought I could take on a little more during the month of October, so…
The C Word – Part 9
“Well, you LOOK great…” When you feel good, it’s hard for you – or anyone – to imagine that you’re sick. That was my experience this round. After my last miserable round of chemo, I walked into my oncologist’s appointment ready to take control. I went over my severe side effects and asked for the…
THE C Word – Part 8
“My Belly” I always wished I had a flat stomach. Be careful what you wish for. It’s funny how words can get stuck in our psyche and limit our potential. I’ve always been thin. My whole life. I was angular and awkward. In school, I was called “geeky” “scrawny” and “scraggly” and “squirrelly” (those being…