It's Friday! Wednesday night Patti brought me organic salad and smoothie...I had to leave my car at the lot and reached out to Bernie to get me home from chemo. Ed drove me to my Vitamin C infusion Thursday morning and I drove my car home. Jackie came over to help me out last night. This morning, after drinking plenty of beverages, including cranberry water and lemon water, I ate scrambled eggs with spinach and cheese. Something came up and Jackie had to leave...but she had cut up some fruits for juicing and I have since drank fresh apple, carrot, cabbage and ginger juices. I am reading about ways to build my immune system, the most nutritious foods, etc. I will be talking to my integrative oncologist about detoxing when I see her Friday. Meanwhile, I feel relatively good. I deal with bouts of nausea with herb and aim to keep hydrated.
I'm realizing that I am done with chemo...I mean I am letting myself embrace this notion. It was February 5 when I began chemo treatments and on May 22, I had my last infusion of chemo. I know that the last five CA-125 readings have been in the normal range, steadily decreasing over time. I look forward to hearing what the result from Wednesday's draw is, because last I knew, it was down to 2.5!
I will always be grateful that the cancer did as I envisioned: it responded to the chemotherapy. It shriveled up and allowed me to quit being it's hostess. My aim now is to create a body that will not allow such growth ever again. Amen.
My sheets are in the dryer. I have soaked in cellular detox bath salts with the jacuzzi jets soothing my body. I am going very slow, but feel decent.
I received notice of another donation today and it truly moved me. The ramifications of the cancer and treatment are not complete; unpaid balances remain and I will likely not be able to continue with Vitamin C infusions nearly as long as is recommended. The help of those who care about me has been the thread that kept me going. I warded off fear as much as was possible and needed, because it crept up as I worried about monies. At some point I let go and it seems like one surprise after the next decent idea have kept me going. It is beyond the scope of my current mindset to put into words what I hope to one day be able to say. My mind has indeed suffered some from the chemo, or it sure seems that way. But I know that this, too, shall pass. Fuzziness will subside. I will survive, I will get by and, indeed, I will thrive.
So on that note and with gratitude to many, including myself for not failing me, I shall rest again and reflect on that which I have to be thankful for: PLENTY!
With so much love to so many...who sent positive, loving thoughts and more...those who cared for me...my, my, my how I look forward to sharing more life with you!
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