It's been a while

Wow, the saying is true.  The older you get, the faster time goes.  My last post was in March, it is now July.  I have a CT Scan coming up here in a few weeks.  I'll keep everyone posted on that, but back to where I left off.

So Treatment 1 done.  I'm thinking, that was easy.  Not too bad.  Until the ride home.  I barely made it to the bathroom in my house before I got sick.  Six and one half hours it finally stopped. Of course I always get asked, why didn't you go to the ER?  Well, at that time I worked in the ER.  I know how that goes.  I didn't want to be "that patient" that came in after the first chemo.  Also being a medic, I am stubborn and I tough everything out until I can't take it anymore. The next morning I call the oncologist and we changed some meds around so that hopefully that wouldn't happen again.

Throughout the next 11 treatments (every other week for 4-6 hours) I fought hard.  But, I am not invincible.  I was tired, in pain and admitted to the hospital twice during the next 6 months.  Half way through my treatments I had a PET scan and the chemotherapy seemed to be doing its job by ridding my body of the cancer.

Unable to work during treatment was also hard for me. There were days I felt great! There were days I felt like absolute shit.  Sometimes I would eat, sometimes I wouldn't.  Unfortunately due to the steroids, I did not lose any weight.  I actually gained 45 pounds going through treatment.  Which has been a very hard thing for me in the present day.  

Appointments every week, chemo every other week, CT Scans, PET Scans, feeling sick, no hair (anywhere), nothing tasting like anything.  Etc, Etc.   I was so sick & tire of being sick & tired.  I didn't want to have any more treatment.  I just wanted to go to sleep and wake up better.  A breakdown of major proportions.  I just wanted to give up.  Chemo sucks the life out of you, literally.  It kills all of the fast growing cells in you body.  New and old.