Something Wonderful Happened Today

There is something wonderful in every day, even if breast cancer is your companion. My motto is: "Knit on, with confidence and hope, thorough all crises." Elizabeth Zimmerman

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Report on Chemo #1

So, the first chemo treatment happened 6 days ago. I have had some good results and some less positive. There has been little nausea, in fact none at all. But, there has been much digestive "tenderness." I think that my digestive tract is irritated (who can blame it?) and so digestive acids are making it ache. I have had a constant stomach ache. Not debilitating, but very, very annoying and emotionally draining. My scalp has become tender, perhaps a precursor to hair loss. I have been very tired and feeling a bit like I was getting the flu. I am learning what is possible to eat and what to stay away from. My appetite has changed. I get full more quickly and some things don't appeal much anymore. I am needing to rest and sleep more.

Yesterday a port was installed into my chest so that the chemotherapy can be delivered into my system through this device. It is a little plastic disk under the skin with a catheter running into one of the veins in my chest. The installation was done under "conscious sedation." I was awake and aware but under the influence of a tranquilzer and pain meds. I felt alot of pulling, tugging, and pressure while this was being done. There was definitely an "owie" factor. Today I feel bruised and sore from it. There is a thin covering of skin over the port. When medicine needs to be put in or blood taken out, a needle can be inserted into the port through my skin. I wish it had been installed before I took chemo and was feeling the effects, but it's done now.

Yesterday, probably due to anxiety and discomfort, I was emotionally quite low. Really wanted to just lay down and cry for a long time. I think that is a natural and understandable reaction. There are going to be tough days, certainly. That was one of them. Emotionally, I am better today.

Tonight is the haircut. All my long hair comes off and gets donated to Locks of Love. This will be a big change. But, I have come to believe I can cope easier with short hair and if it does start to fall out or thin significantly, shorter will be less trouble. I have a few turbans, scarves, and a donated wig, just in case. The wig may not be my ultimate solution, but it is a start.

There has been so much kindness directed my way. It is sometimes unlooked for, but always greatly appreciated. I am a very fortunate woman, despite a sore chest and an aching belly.

2 Comments:

  • At 10:59 PM, Blogger Unknown said…

    Hi there. The first treatment is sometime the worst one because we don't what to expect or understnad how our body will react. There will be emotional ups and downs along the way, but you sound like you have a great spirit about all this. I wish you the best through treatment. Take care.

     
  • At 3:37 PM, Blogger Theresa said…

    Mary, I have been thinking about you and see that you haven't posted for awhile. I know you have a lot going on right now but I wanted to let you know that people still care. I am praying for you each time I come to your blog. Merry Christmas!

     

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