Preachy Thoughts (and Sentimental Pictures) From Somewhere Over the Middle of the Atlantic
Death is coming for me. Don’t get me wrong, death comes for us all, eventually. It’s just that I have to deal with the knowledge that death is aggressively coming for me. Following my footsteps, never far away and forever dangerously close. I’m not trying to beat death any more. Merely trying to shake it … Continue reading Preachy Thoughts (and Sentimental Pictures) From Somewhere Over the Middle of the Atlantic
Chemo: Round whatever
I’m laying in bed, feeling like shit after the start of my new chemo regimen. My 5fU pump is attached and I got through the Oxaliplatin and Avastin without issue yesterday, other than the typical grossness and nausea. I wasn’t sure if it would take a bit for the Oxaliplatin toxicity to build again but … Continue reading Chemo: Round whatever
Well, Fuck. Again.
Well, Fuck. Again. Much like my day and post from January when I found out that even though surgery had been successful, the cancer had already returned to my liver, yesterday was a bad day. I had my PET scan scheduled for 1pm and needed an empty stomach for the scan so hadn’t eaten all … Continue reading Well, Fuck. Again.
Borrowing Trouble
I’m trying not to borrow trouble. But I’ll readily admit, it’s pretty hard right now,. I hit the wall with chemo – it’s breaking me mentally and the building toxicity from continued treatments is making recovery harder each time. I had a CT scan on 5/24 that showed no growth or shrinkage of the tumors … Continue reading Borrowing Trouble
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