It’s a Friday—yay! I don’t know why I’m so excited, its not like I have a job. Actually, chemo is a job. Last week I started the weekly treatments of Paxil- something or other (Taxol), and will have 12 in total, and have already done 2. Only 10 left! And by the way things are settling in, the scheduling, all the other appointments, ect, time is flying by. And as much as I want chemo DONE, I still want time to linger a bit. I have a 22 month old wild beautiful boy, and my little girl just turned 7…there is no need to rush these years.
These new treatments are pretty mellow compared to the knar of the AC treatments. No nausea, my immune system is great, still a little tired- and although I do like a rabbit with no eyelashes, I still have my hair (thanks my King of Cold Caps—David). I am finding a rhythm of energy, day to day it varies. But, I am able to hike, throw down some sun salutations, maybe a mini run here and there, clean my house, and best of all play with my kids with all the wildness and vigor they deserve!
I have had some shoulder nerve pain, it’s most likely the drugs attacking my weak zone (scar tissue from surgery). Acupuncture helps—every week I am on the table…ahhhh. And SO thankful for my chiro Amber and Suzanne who does cranio-sacral, it’s such great medicine for me right now.
I had an ultrasound last week to follow up on something my oncologist had seen in a previous cat scan. This shadowy thing is in my pelvis. And he wasn’t too concerned, so neither was I. Not to mention the fact—I don’t care what anyone tells me—I know there is no cancer in my body.
But I have to admit when I was lying there on the table with Bin (ultrasound guy) doing his little click-click measurements—I had a couple butterflies. At first he couldn’t find anything, and he asked me about constipation, ect. I thought for sure he was measuring fecal matter or something. In fact, that’s just what I decided to believe—it’s poo they are looking at.
My oncologist called me a couple days later to discuss the results, which was slightly unnerving, as they said no news is good news. It turns out that I have a small piece of my spleen that has decided to reside in my pelvis area, and function! So cool. I had my exploded spleen removed years ago from a snowboarding accident. So it looks like they didn’t get it all, and this little piece found its way south and decided to keep on doing its job.
The human body is magic. Our hearts, our minds, our cells, all of its understood and not understood functions are magic. I use this thought process often. And why not?! Why limit ourselves?! Magic means ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES.
-Megs
