Well with tomorrow being the rest day and Tuesday being the stem cell infusion, this day was officially the last day of chemotherapy I will ever get for this cancer. So, right now I feel a little eh, ugh, blah, but that is to be expected. I hope by tomorrow everything will calm down a little bit, and then hopefully I will just be tired on Tuesday. Thinking positively, I hope to be OK in a couple weeks ad maximum.
Thinking even more positively, hopefully this last dose took the rest of the cancer out, or will take it out and then I can just get out of this fight. I am ready to feel like me again. That said, this is the last punch in the fight I guess you could say, that is before I get a great five week break before surgery. Then surgery would be the last final blow for the cure. However, I have to pray that the tumor marker stays down and does not reactivate before surgery to get surgery and be cured.
I hope that made some bit of sense, I am in what we like to call chemo-brain. It is like the chemicals make it a little harder to think at times, so sometimes my writing is scattered and rambling.
With that said, this day was pretty much like all others in the hospital, just a typical day. I mean, there is not much you can really say about just sitting around all the time, but there is not too much to do in here. My mom, as she has every chemo dose, showed up and spent the day, whole day, sharing my boredom. She has been there through forty chemo days. I think she deserves more congratulations than I do for actually doing it. She has to deal with me sleeping and being bored, I just sleep it away.
Well, I feel pretty out of it right now, so I think before I let my chemo brain rant on about unintelligent babble, I am going to sign off.
“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end, who is, who was, and who is to come, the Almighty”