Journal entry by Alison Brookby —
Hi Family and Friends,
I’m coming to you live from MD Anderson’s west campus infusion center. I am sitting in The Chair as we speak, hooked up to the chemo machine, and I’ve just taken my Ativan (bless!). I figured this might be the only opportunity to check in with you guys before I fall into the Red Devil haze. So before the Attie hits my bloodstream, I thought I’d give you all a quick update:
Things are going ok with me. I thoroughly enjoyed my week off from chemo last week, and already look forward to having next week off. I was able to fully recover from the nausea and tummy issues, and enjoyed not feeling like complete garbage for a solid week. My main complaint has been the terrible sleep I have been getting. Despite the melatonin, magnesium and occasional Benadryl, I am still suffering from insomnia and it’s getting ridiculous. I can usually fall asleep ok, but I awaken 2-3 times a night with horrible night sweats, and then I have trouble falling back asleep. I wake up exhausted each morning and have very low energy most days. I talked to my doctor yesterday about this, and he is ordering some meds that should help me get rest. I have to be honest—this makes me very nervous. I have the meds at home, but I haven’t pulled the trigger just yet. I’m not someone that usually takes a lot of medicine in my regular life, so this is all very new to me. But I also realize there is nothing “regular” about the situation I’m in right now. Sometimes you just have to do what you can to survive. And right now, folks—we are in survival mode.
Some other topics we discussed at my oncologist appointment yesterday was the plan of action following chemo. I wish I could say my cancer journey ends when I ring the bell, but the reality is we still have some work to do. Immediately following chemo I will start endocrine therapy. I will take Anastrozole for 5 years, and will need to get monthly Zoladex injections to suppress my ovaries until I am able to have my ovaries surgically removed. Because my breast cancer is hormone positive, ovary suppression is necessary to ensure we don’t have any issues with cancer coming back because of estrogen. 🚫🙅♀️ I’m hoping to have my ovaries removed by the fall because I’ve seen the big ass Zoladex needle, and it doesn’t look fun. 💉😳
So how am I feeling heading into another date with the Red Devil? I’m pretty nervous. I’ve already cried twice today just thinking about how shitty I’m going to feel for the next 4-5 days. This just all sucks and I really, really hate it. I don’t like feeling sick (who does?!), and I don’t like how emotional and pathetic I am for several days. I guess the one good thing is at least I know what’s coming, and I’m prepared to just rot in bed for the next few days. Harry and Kate are ready to take over things around the house, and my mom and dad are ready and waiting with boat loads of food and helping hands. And then there are my amazing people who are also coming in clutch during this time of need. A special shoutout to my Briarwood moms who are stepping in to help with dinners and getting Kate to her state track meet❤️. In case you didn’t hear, Kate’s relay team made it to State for the 4x400! Kate, we are so proud of you and I know you will run your tail off!🏃♀️💨
Well my friends, I should probably sign off now. I can feel the Ativan kicking in 🥱, and the Red Devil has just entered the room👹. Wish me luck, send me all the positive vibes and good thoughts, and I will see you all on the other side.
Thank you for your support and prayers! I love you all.😘
🩷,
Alison