|Final Chemo - Happy Spring!|
Round five was pretty uneventful, and definitely the least horrible. I bounced around the next day on my steroid high, and when it wore off, I went to bed and mostly stayed there for about four days, coming up to drink as much water as I could and pop an anti-nausea pill. I didn't have the fire belly, but I had no appetite - it pretty much always felt like I was full, and it lasted pretty much the entire three weeks.
I've still managed to put on about five pounds, which people helpfully try and blame on the drugs, but I'm not kidding myself that it's self inflicted. They don't put as many Girl Scout cookies in those boxes anymore and it seems silly to not finish the sleeve when you open it. Among other less than stellar dietary choices I've made.
I succumbed, thanks to a 30% off Kohls coupon, and just bought some bigger clothes for now. Once I get back on my regular gym schedule (I was so happy to at least get 30 minutes each day this week on the bike after nearly two months off), and return to a normal diet, it'll go away.
So while the end of chemo and it's crappy side effects is definitely reason to cheer, it's only like completing one leg of the Iron (Wo)Man race. Swimming is done, but I still need to bike (7 weeks of daily radiation), and run (12 more Herceptin infusions). And in my spare time get another ultrasound, mammogram, and heart echogram, and further contribute to my support of the medical system which is heading towards the three quarters of a million dollar mark easily. (Why is there no cure for cancer? Simple - it's a freaking cash cow!)
On the upside, my eyebrows and lashes have hung on like troopers, and it looks like I may keep them. On the downside, my seasonal allergies have returned with a particularly nasty vengeance. I can only imagine what my itchy, swollen eyes would look like sans lashes and brows.
I lucked out and have not gotten mouth sores, although I did have a little fever blister last round, which is not usual for me. I did not get the numbness and tingling in my hands of feet, and although I was a little afraid this was starting, my nails have not lifted and fallen off. I can not seriously imagine attempting to cook in gloves with no finger nails. Shudder....
All in all, it wasn't a whole lot of fun (obviously, duh), but it could have been a lot worse. I am a little afraid of the side effects from the radiation. I've talked to people who couldn't finish the schedule due to the skin burns, and I am not looking forward to any more cumulative fatigue. I'm tired of being tired, frankly.
So I am ready for spring. While my stylists may think I overdid the accessories, I couldn't resist busting out my watering can purse because it went perfectly with this awesome spring hat sent to me by Patti Anastasia. Also pictured is Tom Noe, of Exploring Food My Way. Check out his blog for the photos of the Dinner in the Dark that was my pre-chemo last supper. Tom and Edsel, who took this picture, have far better cameras than me, so I just ate and enjoyed.
|Photo courtesy of Edsel Little|