Tomorrow I will be going for my second Taxol session. And knowing that it's nowhere near as debilitating as the FEC means that I'm not as nervous as I normally am about the upcoming treatment. However, it's quite odd. With the FEC, I had three weeks to get my head around the fact that I was going to have to go in to hospital and have drugs intravenously fed into me. Now I have a week. Not only that - with the FEC, I had two out three weeks as normal - now every week will be slightly strange as I lose two days out of every week (1/2 day for the blood test, 1 day for the chemo treatment and 1/2 day to recover after).
I'll still take the Taxol over the FEC any time though. Apart from the grogginess from the antihistamines, I haven't really had any other side-effects. Last week I was sent home after treatment with anti-sickness medication which I did not take and was back in the gym spinning by Friday. (And did loads of Zumba classes at home at the weekend, frightening the children to bits with my attempts at the shoulder shimmy.)
And having Taxol also means that I'm over the worst of the chemo treatments. What a relief. I do hope I can say that it's smooth sailing from here, but as I'm not wholly sure of how I will react to the surgery and radiotherapy, I'll just have to cross my fingers and hope for the best!
Our fingers are crossed right with you, Chinot, as well as non-stop prayers. The best that you are hoping for is just around the corner sis.
ReplyDeleteIt's the last leg of the race before you ultimately defeat this darn crab. Chinot wins by Hulk Smash.