I wanted to wait a few days before I updated about my last chemo round, to make sure this wasn’t a fluke.
My oncologist and I are starting to grow on each other. I made her curse. Any time I can get someone to curse around me is a good sign I’ve gotten them to at least feel comfortable. I don’t trust people that don’t curse. Because my last round of chemo had me puking for 8 days straight, we changed some things up. I’m a little annoyed they changed multiple things, so you can’t tell what helped with what, but whatever I guess it all helped so there’s the positive. I had a shot in my stomach before I started my chemo, called Sustol. This shot is supposed to help with the vomiting, and so far, it’s worked. Everything else about chemo has hit me, the bone aches, the nausea, the sensitivity to light and sound, the smells, but I haven’t thrown up once so I’m calling it a win. 24 hours after chemo you have to get a shot to help with your immune system. This time around I volunteered Nick to be the one to give me the shot. Pretty sure this is one of those “you don’t know true love until you’ve stabbed a sharp object into your significant other’s body” or something.
I don’t want to bore you with specifics, but this treatment gave me a small boost of confidence. Here’s to hoping the next 18 treatments are as ‘easy’ as this one has been.