First Round

Here's the thing about cancer: no matter how positively you go into it, those drugs will take you down whenever they damn well please. 

This is me:

Happy, *healthy* and ready to fight cancer. 

This is me two days later: 

Not so happy. Feeling extreme fatigue BUT still up for the fight with cancer!

I'll spare you the details of my down days, but I'll just say Imodium and saltines were my best friends. 

Overall it was about 48 hrs of feeling YUCK. My main focus was hydration so I sipped water, electrolytes and bone broth all through the day. All of my doctors and advocates have impressed that this is essential to my recovery and I have been crushing my water goals. 

It's currently Monday morning and I'm listening to the early morning music of the blue birds. I'm waiting for my daughter to wake. I'm spinning the rings on my fingers already noticing the difference a few days of no appetite can make. 

The hardest part so far is the distance I have to put between my daughter and myself. I was unaware I wouldn't be able to snuggle her and kiss her for many days following my treatments. She feels this distance and it is heartbreaking. That's not something you can really prepare for. But it's temporary. I will deal with this temporary if it means I get to snuggle her for the rest of my life.

I want to say thank you to everyone following along. This space has always been where I have felt most comfortable to share my thoughts and I know many of you have been reading since day one. Thank you for sharing your time with me. I know some have requested to follow me on instagram, but many years ago I chose to private my account to just friends and family. As much as I would like to open that up to all so I can share information and this process, I want to ensure I protect my families privacy in all of this. Thank you for understanding!

Best, worst, I'll go first:

Best: Having energy to go for a family walk. It's truly the little things as cliche as it sounds. I wasn't able to leave the house for 2 days so when I was able to take a stroll up the street I was thrilled!

Worst: Chemo rash. This popped up on my chest and back. Not painful, just annoying and I feel like a troll. 

 

Your turn!

Next chemo session is tomorrow!