I haven't written in awhile... sorry guys. This week has been weird... Last Friday my first chemo session got cancelled, which was a total bummer. Not that I'm like dying to get chemo'ed up but I would like for this shit to end at some point and anytime anything is missed it basically tacks on a week. Put this in conjunction with the fact that I have the incredible joy of experiencing this throughout the holidasy season, and a set back could tack on multiple weeks.
The weekend was fine and pretty uneventful, since I didn't have chemo, I didn't really have any symptoms to worry about.
On Monday, I went back to radiation as usual. Dr. Z (the radiologist) meets with me every Monday. On the way out I casually ask her if she has seen my tumor, how it looks, etc... After a short weird conversation, this leads to her "reminding" me of a three week 'implant radiation' treatment that she has already told me about (this is bullshit, and ends up being a lie), We sit back down and she explains to me that after this 5 weeks of chemo and radiation I will not, in fact, be done. I will then need 6 treatments, to be conducted twice a week for 3 weeks, of additional internal radiation treatment. This will happen at a different location with a different Dr. that I haven't met yet. I'm sure you're womdering how we went this long with no mention of this treatment before. You and me both, keep wondering cuz no one will fess up to making a mistake. I'm sure you're as shocked by this as I am. :::eye roll:::
On Wednesday I met with Dr. Eng, my new internal radiation Dr. He pokes around a bit and confirms the 6 sessions. During internal radiation, they will insert different tubes into me in different areas of my pelvis and feed a small radiation 'seed' through them to internally radiate my cervix and eradicate any and all cancer cells. Supposedly, at this point, if all goes as it should, I will FINALLY be done.
Because of the holidays and what not coming up, my new goal is to be cancer free before the new year! I do not want to take this cancer shit into 2016...
I got a wonderful, inredible, awesome massage on Monday that made my hip feel really good and actually stop hurting for awhile. This was ruined by Dr. Eng and his poking and now it hurts again. Fuckin' Mr. Miyagi...
So... here I am, experiencing my first chemo session. So far So good. I'm in here with 4 other women getting chemo and their guests. Some of them are VERY annoying. Sorry ladies. I love you all, I will pray for you, and I hope you all kick cancers ass! But seriously, shut it down in the chemo room. Thx.
I think that's all for now. Love every single one of you reading this thing and riding this ride with me.