Ahhh, the night before chemo. The creeping anxiety of knowing what is to come the next day. The love /hate relationship with the drugs (and radiation when the time comes) that make me feel bad but will ultimately keep me healthy. I call them “insurance.” My take on this whole cancer thing is that I am cancer free. It was all removed during surgery. The chemo and radiation are just “insurance” to a long and healthy life. So while there is the creeping anxiety, there is also the certainty of that long and healthy life that comes with each chemo and radiation treatment.
BooBooBooB
A journey forward to health
Your so wise, Loretta! Good luck on this round…..your amazing!!!
I share your creeping anxiety vicariously. (And admire your attitude: they had to forcefully drag me into the chemo room every time, kicking and screaming and threatening to throw up all over anybody or anything that came near me. When I went to have copies of my medical records made, I discovered they had stamped “BIG EFFING BABY” in giant red letters across the front of my charts.) Let the good times roll.
You’re so brave Loretta. I can’t imagine anyone “looking forward” to chemo, other than with the attitude you have. How many bracelets in the basket by now?
XO
Dee