Fun fact, when chemo is over, hell is not. We have all learned in the process that chemo kills cells, good and bad ones. The bad ones are the kill you kind, but the good ones keep you healthy and defensive. White blood cells are the little fighters of all the crazy germs that end … Continue reading Shots, shots, shots, shots
Chemotherapy Treatment Number 12
That's it. We are done. I know there should be this grand celebration, fireworks of emotions. But to be honest, I am just too tired. Just give me a week and the fireworks will come out. I have watched my mother's cut-out paper numbers dwindle down. And despite the fact that 59 followed 60, 29 … Continue reading Chemotherapy Treatment Number 12
Nurses: Soul Savers in the Trenches
Nurse don’t JUST save lives. Nurses save souls. Nurses are the ones who make sure the medication is correct and administer it. They are ones who hold hands when you cry. They are the ones who know you are having a bad day even when you say "todo bien." Nurse give symptom advice and kisses … Continue reading Nurses: Soul Savers in the Trenches
Chemotherapy Treatment Number 9
Only four more. That's what I keep telling myself and what my people keep celebrating. To the outside world, four more sounds like nothing. But to me, the person going through it, four more is the worst. I am just done with this. And this treatment was probably the worst of the lot. Not because … Continue reading Chemotherapy Treatment Number 9
Chemotherapy Treatment Number Five
On to the third round. Remember, there are six rounds total and two sessions per round. Yesterday was a left-handed day. Therefore, I was already preparing myself for some arm discomfort. My doctor added an anti-allergen before the final chemo drug so that it would minimize my chances of getting another reaction. My bag was … Continue reading Chemotherapy Treatment Number Five
White Cell Problems Part Free…at Last!
I have finally been sprung from hospital jail! After three and a half days and three nights, I get to finally go out into the world and breathe the humid Uruguayan air. I don't have to walk around with a plastic tube pinching my vein. I don't have to be woken up at 7 for … Continue reading White Cell Problems Part Free…at Last!