The Hairy Truth…
Life post treatment seemed just as out of control as my hair – confusion, chaos, no more routines.
Day 167 // The Waiting Game
32 oz. of iodine and saline, two needle pokes for an IV contrast, deep breath once, then again as the conveyor moves me through the scan.
Day 162 // Chemo’s Angels
Sure, we've all heard of Charlie's Angels - the captivating crime-fighting trio who were masters of disguise, espionage and martial arts with a boss they had never seen.
Day 155 // Rejoice!
Tuesday night, 9PM -
Gia: "Mommy, I just want your chemo to be over."
Me: "Me too, baby...me too..."
Day 154 // ’Twas the Night Before Chemo
'Twas the night before chemo, when all through the house,
None of our dogs were stirring, maybe if they saw a mouse.
Day 153 // The Sequel – Survivorship
Two weeks from today my post-chemo CT scan is scheduled. While the results will not be immediate, we will know within days if the past five months of treatment was a success.
Day 117 // Take That Chemo!
It's a game to me now. What once was dreaded is now met with ferocity.
Day 57 // X Marks the Spot
4 AM hit like a lightning bolt this morning. "Why was my alarm ringing so loudly in my ear?" I thought.
Day 51 // Water (or Wine?)
Water, water, water...drink more water! I've finished drinking the Atlantic Ocean and now I'm working my way through consuming the Pacific. HELP!
Day 47 // Shifting
I'm not sure when the shift occurred. But nonetheless it has.