I thought I had made it throught treatment #12 without losing my lunch. For five hours I did really well—smelling minty breath gum, listening to good music, doing anything to distract my mind.
Treatment was completed, we thanked the nurses, and stepped into the fresh outdoor air. Then, I lost my lunch. Strange. Sorry to gross you out. I just found it a comical way to end six months of treatments. There’s just something about all those fluids entering my body, that eventually my system rejects.
The doctor also indicated, after the recent CT scan, that he thought I would still have radiation. We won’t know for sure until Tuesday, but that’s what we’re expecting.
Chemo-cave is normal this round. And I do have to have one more round of neupogen shots. So, this week is sick week. Late next week I can start to celebrate! Thanks for the prayers and encouragement. Friends and family have been amazing in voicing support!