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The smell of medical alcohol, clear tubing, drips, the incredible sharp and deep pain when the port needle is inserted, the bleeping of the drip rate monitors, two very efficient nurses and two sisters, a young male chemist who mixes the chemo solutions freshly after the patient arrives for chemo treatment, two oncologists, 4 radiologists, a psychologist, lounges, large comfortable chairs and soothing softly played airport music.
Afternoons of reading my kindle and listening to music on my ipod, and most often sleeping to hearts content to the envy of the other patients.
Ten weeks ago I had surgery, then 5 weeks of daily radiation, then 4 weeks of daily chemo - finished today![]()
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From Monday I start with self-injection chemo, (via medical pen as used by diabetics) 3 times a week for the next year, with frequent bloodwork and monthly check-ups.
Both my arms are bruised from having the ports into my veins for such extended times, this morning we had to relocate my port, I formed a clot, on a previous occasion my arm swelled to twice the size, when the port leaked and spilled the saline solution into my arm itself instead of the vein lol - it was frightening at the time.
Now the port is out and my wrists can heal. My treatment has gone well.
My chemo treatment has entailed stimulating my auto-immune system, eg: purposely waking up (genetically engineered and task specific IntronA chemo) anti-cancer soldiers and forcing them to be alert and hunt invaders - in my case melanome cancer stage 3 invaders - resident in my lymph system - sneaky buggers, resilient, capable of hiding and goes into lurk mode and then spawns somewhere else predictably in around 12 - 14 months from now.
So I look very forward to this summer
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You are indeed a woman of courage and I admire you.
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:twisted: Oh and to the onlooking extraterrestrials, sies on you, for letting me suffer like this, you could cure me, but you hunker behind your First Contact Laws, watching humanity wriggle about in confusion, when I ascend, there's going to be hell to pay, when I signed up to be a walk-in advocate for humanity, I had no idea that you would literally make me suffer in so many little ways, just wait till I come back, in the next spiral galaxy - you're doing the 'walk-in' buddy !
... it's fight fight fight !
My chemo treatment continues, it this stage my hair is thinning and falling out by about a handful per day. I've been quite ill with low blood and platelet count. I just lie on my bed the majority of the time. Every few steps I walk, I have to rest, as I am panting - not enough O2 reaching my systems.
I now weigh 55 kg's, down from ~60. I have lost most of my muscle and fat, I can't sit on normal surfaces anymore, as my rear has no cushioning, and sitting on your bones is eina.
My extreme photo sensitivity also makes it unpleasant to be outside on a lovely day. My vision is still out of focus, and I am now wearing reading glasses almost permanently.
My shoulder still hurts a lot where the nodes were removed, it can take up to two years to heal.
Sometimes the injections I give myself burns, but that is the least of my hurts.
I think if it was not for cannabis, I would have lost much more weight by now, the cannabis helps me eat and calms me down, when I become very depressed.
There are times when I just want to give up, stop the chemo and 'die' naturally lol, it's tough.
I'm hoping to be more positive this year, to focus more on what I have got in my life instead of lamenting how crap things are - especially politics wise - not just locally but globally. (I worry about humanity - I can't help it, my long term view and my empathic nature)
I won't be doing anything stupid, but death has become a re-occurring and daily thought, how I fantasize !
I often think about death, but this is not the same as being suicidal, this is more fantasizing about how wonderful it would be to die.
When my big sleep comes one day, I will happily embrace it, until then, it's fight fight fight !