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So chemo. I felt so empowered to be sitting there actively doing something to kill this crap in my lungs. I felt strong and at the same time scared as hell. It was tiring, either from the emotional drain and or the poison that was dripping into my veins. I went by myself. Rod offered to stay with me, but it is part of me visualizing myself as a warrior to go to chemo alone. So I came home and slept for 2 and a half hours. I got nauseated around 11 at night, took a pill and slept pretty well. So another big treatment day down. I still have a dull headache I think from the radiation Monday, which is to be expected. I visualize the cancer shrinking and crying on it’s way out. I owe it that with how long and how bad I have been coughing!
Thank you for the well wishes. I just figured out tonight that I could reply to them! On to continue the fight tomorrow...
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