Chemo sucks … while it’s doing it’s job
Well, I’m a few days post-chemo. It’s been interesting- mostly because I was unprepared. I went into the infusion appointment thoroughly ready to get started. The time between telling my local oncologist in September that I wasn’t feeling “right,” until this past Thursday felt like an eternity. Over those months, a lot has gone on behind the scenes: MRIs, multiple biopsies, various blood tests, etc. All to gather information to make an appropriate treatment plan. Logically, that all made sense. Emotionally? I felt like a hamster running full speed on a wheel that was going nowhere. So, Thursday felt like a day for celebration! We were finally starting chemo! It was finally time to kick some cancer ass. You might recall my last post. I wrote about meeting the local oncologist’s nurse practitioner. I got to see her again on Thursday. This time, she reviewed my blood work for the day and approved me to go into treatment. She also spent about 20 minutes completing the aforementioned “...