Today was the start of week 19.
Translation: today was officially the start of my post-chemo life. Since August 10, I've been getting filled up with chemical mishigas every 21 days. No more. Well, I am still getting the Herceptin every three weeks, but that's a biological agent with very little chance of side effect.
I was so chipper at the doc's office, joked around with everyone (but left my beard at home) and spent just 30 minutes in the infusion chair, getting my Herceptin. The doc asked if I'm feeling better emotionally, too. Uh, yeah. Definitely. Even though I've been able to stay out of the really dark places for the most part, it is such a relief to be through the chemo, and I feel lighter as a result.
AND I met with the radiation oncologist. Had to go to the hospital for that. I'll be headed back there next Tuesday for a CAT scan so they can determine a plan of attack for the radiation. Then there will be a lag time of two weeks or so as they put the plan together, so I'm almost sure not to start the radiation till after the holidays. Looks as if it will be 33 sessions - six and a half weeks, Monday through Friday. Oh, joy.
Monday, December 14, 2015
Friday, December 4, 2015
Week 17
Quick update:
After a washed out and tired Thanksgiving, recovery from chemo round number six has been pretty low-key. There's been some weariness, probably from low red cells, but not totally awful. Appetite's been okay. Been laying low.
I'm set up with a consult with the radiation oncologist on the 14th. I've already been warned that starting those treatments won't start immediately - the doc will look at my films and reports, and determine a plan of action from there. Then I'll have to get "marked" with a little tattoo so they have something to aim the zapper at. And then... we begin.
Hopefully it will start before the holidays, but I'm not optimistic.
I'm feeling good, though, about feeling better. "Normal" after chemo will take a while, but I think my overall attitude is starting to help me along the way. I've been avoiding looking at my scalp for a while but have started to wear the skull cap a little less often around the house. Some strands of my hair have been growing all this time, it seems - some look to be close to an inch long. They also all seem to be gray, just my luck, LOL.
After a washed out and tired Thanksgiving, recovery from chemo round number six has been pretty low-key. There's been some weariness, probably from low red cells, but not totally awful. Appetite's been okay. Been laying low.
I'm set up with a consult with the radiation oncologist on the 14th. I've already been warned that starting those treatments won't start immediately - the doc will look at my films and reports, and determine a plan of action from there. Then I'll have to get "marked" with a little tattoo so they have something to aim the zapper at. And then... we begin.
Hopefully it will start before the holidays, but I'm not optimistic.
I'm feeling good, though, about feeling better. "Normal" after chemo will take a while, but I think my overall attitude is starting to help me along the way. I've been avoiding looking at my scalp for a while but have started to wear the skull cap a little less often around the house. Some strands of my hair have been growing all this time, it seems - some look to be close to an inch long. They also all seem to be gray, just my luck, LOL.
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