Forged In The Flames

Over the course of the first few weeks between treatments, I had many ups and a few downs. It was an adjustment learning how my body was responding to each treatment and what to expect between treatments. I continued to be positive, but to be honest, there were (and still are) moments that I feel a little down about my situation. On a positive note, when I went in for my third treatment they noted that the cancer had AGAIN shrunk! I praise God each and every day for this.

After my third treatment and going in to the fourth, I felt nauseated just thinking of the one agent that they utilize. It looks like a rather large Jello shot in a syringe. While they push this medication. I have to chew/suck on ice to prevent mouth sores. Let me tell you- I would down 2 -3 cups of ice because I did not want to end up with any more misery than necessary. I think it was a combination of just thinking of chewing on the ice and watching the medication being pushed that made my stomach instantaneously rebel. Fortunately, it was a transient response and has not become an issue.

During my third treatment, I was on Facetime with my sisters while my husband sat next to me, and I was talking about how much I love rubbing lotion on my head and how good it feels. Well, one thing led to another, and I ended up putting the live-action dog emoji on my phone and was acting like a dog during treatment while my husband scratched my head. This led to alot of laughter and I thought for a minute we were going to get in trouble while at chemo! Sometimes you just have to stop and laugh during stressful moments with you sisters.

Going into treatment four, most of my labs were still looking fairly good. There were a few that were slightly abnormal, but nothing that was raising red flags. I wasn’t super happy about this because all of my labs had previously been normal. On the bright side, the cancer was noted to be improved when they examined me.

I am continuing to give this to God. There are days that I left the gravity of the situation weigh on me, but then I am reminded that God is in control and that He has a plan. I am trusting Him in the process, even when there are days that seem to be a little dark.