This week has proven to be rather emotional and physically challenging.
The joint pain I was warned about at the start of my new chemo drug decided to make an appearance today in the form of hip and lower back pain. I was told it shouldn’t last much longer than a day or two.
Constipation my constant companion (slaps forehead). The sister at the cancer center says it must be better than the alternative, diarrhoea – me thinks not so much when it accompanied by haemorrhoid issues (tmi I know – just keeping it real).
My eyebrows and eyelashes have shown signs of increased shedding. Bizarrely, I am still having to shave my legs weekly (slaps head again). I remember speaking to a breast cancer fighter just after my surgery, she was undergoing chemo at the time and told me just how much this disease lays you completely bare. So much taken from you, your whole identity especially all the physical things that make you YOU. Nothing left to hide behind, not even eyelashes…
Hot flushes and weight gain…compliments of the chemo and their accompanying side-effect-combating drugs, pushing my poor confused and battered body into a menopausal state.
The positives this week however are that my veins seem to be holding up. The sisters are still using a normal sized needle to access my veins, which I have been assured is a very good thing! AND chemo treatments are down to single digits, 9 more to go.
Most importantly Pete hasn’t run away – despite my severe mood changes, although his three days away in Joburg may have something to do with that 😉
“You can’t make yourself feel positive, but you can choose how to act, and if you choose right, it builds your confidence”. Julien Smith
“Seeing the glass as half empty is more positive than seeing it as half full. Through such a lens the only choice is to pour more. That is righteous pessimism”. Criss Jami
“I am a survivor. And like the moon, I have a feeling it would take actruly spectacular event to keep me from taking my place innthe scheme of things, waxing, waning and eclipsing notwithstanding”. Janet Rebhan