For the last 4 days, I haven't been able to hardly walk. The bottoms of my feet have become so sensitive that it feels like I am walking on pins. The mere thought of standing up probably makes my blood pressure shoot to the ceiling. It is better tonight, so I hope it is receding. I was told that my fingers may become very sensitive, but not the bottom of my feet...
On another note, my PET scan that was scheduled for yesterday was rescheduled for next Tuesday when the machine broke down with me in it... Had a feeling something was going to happen when I scheduled it. Oh well...
Friday, February 17, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Day 4 of Chemo
Day 4 of Chemo... This is the halfway point of Chemo. The downhill side is coming up. They are planning on doing a PET scan before the next treatment to see where we stand. The Chemo that I have been getting is the "speedy bullet, kill everything" type and the new stuff that I will get the last four treatments is a slower acting, longer lasting medication. All this will be followed by radiation...
So losing all my hair was more traumatic than I thought or it was the tipping point that set of three days of emotional turmoil. I spent most of those days crying for some reason but I don't know why. Maybe the visible sign (lose of hair) made everything more real.
I am hearing stories all the time now...some full of sorrow and some full of hope. I cannot be anything but positive because I refuse to give in to this monster inside of me. I have every plan to come out of this better than I have been for a long time. It is the only way I can handle this. I am the stability for my grand kids and I am the one that feels the burden to teach them about the tender mercies of God.
So losing all my hair was more traumatic than I thought or it was the tipping point that set of three days of emotional turmoil. I spent most of those days crying for some reason but I don't know why. Maybe the visible sign (lose of hair) made everything more real.
I am hearing stories all the time now...some full of sorrow and some full of hope. I cannot be anything but positive because I refuse to give in to this monster inside of me. I have every plan to come out of this better than I have been for a long time. It is the only way I can handle this. I am the stability for my grand kids and I am the one that feels the burden to teach them about the tender mercies of God.
Monday, February 6, 2012
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