“A writer needs to write”, they say.
This is true. I think of something to write about almost everyday, but it rarely ends up here. As a writer, I get focused on sounding eloquent, or making sure there is true meaning to my words. They also say, “Write. Even if it doesn’t make any sense.” My life doesn’t make a lot of sense.
I have a sister who is ten years older than me. Ten years ago, she went through the same kind of Breast Cancer I have. It even occurred the same time of year. The doctors know more now, so my journey is easier than hers.
She started sharing a list of things not to do during Chemo. I just laughed and said, “Oh, I’ve already done all of that. Thanks though!”
*The sun is not your friend.
I used to love to soak up the sunshine, and just feel it penetrate my skin. I did that after one of my Chemo Treatments, and paid the price for two days. I felt really sick from the sun.
*Google is not your friend.
Do not Google your symptoms, or any side effects. I love Google, and use it all the time, but not for Chemo. They list every side effect imaginable, and there are some horror stories out there. I was terrified of the thought of Chemo, and then I read a comment, “Cancer doesn’t kill. Chemo does.” I was done with Google, and would call my doctor if needed.
I believe God has given me a relatively easy path through this, so I can share with others.
There will be things you need to modify. It’s all about your body, and what it’s going through. It’s time to listen to, and be kind to your body. Pretty much every little thing you did before Chemo, you will be grateful for afterwards. I have a lot of gratitude for what it has shown me, and you can read more about that here.
You will get through this, and be better for it.
It’s ‘body over mind’ time Beautiful Souls.
*No heavy lifting or strenuous work.
I drug my 50 lb. fully loaded trashcan down to the street just like before. Once was enough. I thought my heart would explode.
When your body says, “Stop”, just stop and stretch out across your bed. It needs to rest.
The main thing is to pour more goodness into the body, than poison. Chemo stays in your system for 48 hours, and then leaves, so be careful the day of, and two days after. Eat small meals of goodness. Fruit, veggies, good cheeses, with crackers. Do you buy those Goldfish crackers for your kids?
Eat them all. Parmesan Goldfish will be your best friend, and taste delightful right after Chemo.
I drink a ton of liquid nutrition. It has been my very best friend, and you can find that here.
If you, or someone you know is going down this Chemo path, please feel free to share. The path may not look beautiful at first, but this is one journey I won’t soon forget.
Sitting at my desk early this morning, I didn’t think twice about running my hand through my hair. A little disconcerting to look at my hand afterwards, and see it full of hair.
I’ve been reading other Blogs about this type experience. They have been comforting to read. It shows me that I’m not alone with this. I have found a beautiful Blog entitled Beauty Beyond Bones. This lady had absolutely amazing hair! It was sorta her trademark for years. Long and thick with natural ringlets. Beautiful. She lost it all through an eating disorder.
That is what her Blog is about. Her journey through Anorexia. My hair is nothing special. I used to wear it short, but have let it grow the past few months. It’s time to go back to short.
God is more concerned with our inside than out. Hair does have a purpose; like I’m not excited about losing my eyelashes, or brows. I keep a tidy home, but I don’t dust much anymore. Eyelashes keep the dust out of your eyes.
Probably the most unsettling thing for me about losing my hair was this. The shower.
While rinsing my hair, ever so gently, it got matted on my hands and fingers. Then, I stepped out of the shower, and caught a glimpse of something on my shoulder. A pile of hair. God has got me through every step of this journey, and He will get me through this.
I called a hairdresser friend of mine, and told her what is happening. She is going to cut it short for me. I don’t want to wake up in the morning with a white bed, covered in dark hair. My nurse at Chemo today told me, “Yea, It will just keep getting thinner and thinner.”
That’s when it’s best to step out in front of it, and let it go ahead of time.