Counting Down
In 10 hours (assuming we don't oversleep), I will be walking into the cancer center for my last round of chemo.
Cue the triumphant orchestral music!
Seriously, though, we in Knowerville are pretty damn psyched about reaching this particular milestone. And while it will be another 3-4 weeks before my body has bounced back from these half-dozen chemical assaults, it will be a relief to know that I don't have to gear up for another one.
(I do, however, have to gear up for another surgery, but that's a subject for another post. I'm planning to call it "The Suckfest Continues." Stay tuned.)
Meanwhile, it appears that in my excitement over the impending end of chemo, I completely forgot to take this morning's dose of steroids. Maybe those 5 kilos are weighing down not only my waistline but also my subconscious in some sort of last-ditch self-preservationist act. [More steroids = more appetite = (I imagine) more kilos, so maybe missing a dose = slightly fewer kilos?]
In any event, I called the treatment center (thank you, 24/7 treatment center!), and the nurse I spoke with didn't seem too worked up over it. She just told me to take the rest of my doses as scheduled and to report the missed dose when I go in tomorrow.
I'm guessing that this won't derail my treatment tomorrow, although I won't know for sure until I get there. In the meantime, I've already confessed to MOSWO (via e-mail). <sigh>
Cue the triumphant orchestral music!
Seriously, though, we in Knowerville are pretty damn psyched about reaching this particular milestone. And while it will be another 3-4 weeks before my body has bounced back from these half-dozen chemical assaults, it will be a relief to know that I don't have to gear up for another one.
(I do, however, have to gear up for another surgery, but that's a subject for another post. I'm planning to call it "The Suckfest Continues." Stay tuned.)
Meanwhile, it appears that in my excitement over the impending end of chemo, I completely forgot to take this morning's dose of steroids. Maybe those 5 kilos are weighing down not only my waistline but also my subconscious in some sort of last-ditch self-preservationist act. [More steroids = more appetite = (I imagine) more kilos, so maybe missing a dose = slightly fewer kilos?]
In any event, I called the treatment center (thank you, 24/7 treatment center!), and the nurse I spoke with didn't seem too worked up over it. She just told me to take the rest of my doses as scheduled and to report the missed dose when I go in tomorrow.
I'm guessing that this won't derail my treatment tomorrow, although I won't know for sure until I get there. In the meantime, I've already confessed to MOSWO (via e-mail). <sigh>
posted by Jody Rosen Knower at 7:01 PM
1 Comments:
Jdy,
I think you are receiving your chemo dose as I write, or at the very least you are at the treatment center. I'm thinking of you and saying a prayer re: steroids and the rest of the Suckfest (a name I love by the way; it's better than OzFest-- really)
Hope you guys can enjoy Phoenicia this weekend!!
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