After my many chemo treatments my doctor treated me to a 'drug holiday.' Actually, I decided to take a break from the chemo because it.......sucked. While I was on 'holiday' I started juicing vegetables. Juicing veggies looks worse than it tastes and it can be fun when you have an old juicer that sounds like a jet plane. There are lots of advantages to juicing I don't need to go into it, you can look it up.
My long luscious locks were growing back, I looked weird. You never realize how important eyebrows are to your face. They are. When you have no eyebrows, you look weird. I wish I could say that my drug holiday was great but three months later, guess what.........oh yeah, it's back AGAIN. Not that I ever invited cancer into my life, but I rescind my invitation! You are not welcome in my body anymore!!!!!!
This time, it came back in my left arm, my ribs (that is where I was experiencing the most pain), my left hip again and other places. This pattern is getting old, it's like one of those retired Vera Bradley patterns. Over it!
This time my doctor and I decided to try hormone treatments again, since the first time it worked so well. I was to get a shot called Faslodex. One shot, two weeks later another shot and then another shot 4 weeks later. Ok, this I can handle. If I can handle getting a pellet inserted into my stomach every three months, I can handle a shot in my ass, right? Ummmmmmm, no. This shot was SO painful, I almost passed out. Literally started sweating, became dizzy, needed to sit down and drink water. Maybe it was because the nurse was explaining to me how hard the shot was to give because the substance was so thick and she had to push really hard. That's nice. I'm thinking this might not be the way to go. The last thing you want is a nurse who can't insert a needle whether it's a shot or an IV, I already had one nurse on my shit list, here's number two.
Well, as it turns out we couldn't even give this therapy a chance, because the pain was getting worse. We opted for more chemo, Doxil this time. The selling point....it's RED. Who wouldn't want to be pumped with some red substance every Tuesday? Oh, oh...sign me up! I got two treatments of this and shocker, it wasn't working! On to the next one, on the next, somebody bring me back some money please....(thank you Jay-Z). So the next chemo on the list was Taxotere/Zeloda. This concoction is similar to the first chemo I was on, in terms of the job it does. Side effects, whole other story people.
I got to sit down again with a nurse, one of the nurses I LOVE, and hear that I was going to lose my hair (have I heard this before?) and oh wait, [insert Charlie Brown's mother's voice here] "we will have to insert a port."
