Flannery O’Connor, who fell ill with lupus at age 23 and died at age 39, once said that serious illness before death is a blessing. I personally call bullshit. 1,201 more words
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I’ve just ordered a Mushroom Bhuna and it’s almost here but I thought I’d quickly let you know how me week has gone!
It’s Friday night, I get my third FEC on Monday and although this week is supposed to be my best week; the week where my body has almost repaired itself from my last chemo, it’s actually been a bit of a shitter. 120 more words
I have been feeling very discontented. It took me a while to latch onto the right word, but discontented sums it up nicely. After sitting on pins and needles for 2 months because of a unexpected rise in my tumor marker, I have been given a thumbs up by my oncology team. 1,137 more words
Of all the side effects of chemotherapy that I feared in the first week, I was most horrified by the possibility of endless nausea. At the first confirmed diagnosis of nausea, more than one trip to my sickbed vomitorium, I turn into a limp dishrag. 1,366 more words