I must apologize, as I have fallen way behind on my blogging. It has been a very busy last few weeks. Let's see if I can recap and catch everyone up...
My tenth treatment on September 13 went fairly well - about as planned. I plugged away through the weekend, and was able to put in almost a full day of work on the following Monday. I had a really hard time getting up in the mornings for probably about a week after the treatment, but overall by Wednesday I was pretty much back to normal.
On Tuesday September 18 I had exams on my heart and lungs to make sure that everything was running smoothly, and the chemotherapy drugs didn't do any life-threatening/altering damage. These tests were pretty simple, and the results came back with everything looking good.
I pretty much did a whole lot of nothing until Saturday the 22nd, when my nephew Judah had his third birthday party. It was out at Howard Amon Park by the river. It was very nice, but a little windy. I bought him a pair of roller skates, which was a great gift except he already had a pair. Oh well - that's why they have gift receipts!
On Monday the 24th, I actually got out and played hockey for the first time since February. Though I had fun, I'm not ready to play. I had no legs, and no stamina, and overall was a pylon on the blue line. I was hoping to try and play a couple games in the first couple months of the season, even while still finishing treatment, but I don't think that's going to happen. I'll just make sure I am ready to roll by Mid-November.
Thursday September 27 I had treatment number 11 of 12. Unfortunately, it was probably the second worst treatment I've had. I vomited immediately after treatment again (not surprising), then went home and went to sleep for a while. I got up at around 6:00 PM feeling nauseous. I had some crackers and ginger ale to try and calm my stomach, but I couldn't even keep those down. It was a brutal night, as I couldn't even keep water down and got pretty dehydrated. I'm not sure what caused these difficulties, but I am certainly glad to be almost done.
I spent most of Friday sleeping, and napped on and off through football all day Saturday and Sunday. I felt crappy all through the weekend, but was at least able to eat and drink to stay nourished. I returned to work for a couple of hours on Monday, but struggled mightily and had to leave early. Tuesday I felt much, much better, and was able to put in full days the rest of the week.
There! Now we are all caught up. Overall, I am feeling pretty good. I am certainly ready to be done with all of this, and with only one more treatment scheduled, I can certainly taste it. I am just ready for life to get back to normal.
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