I somehow was under the impression that radiation was a piece of cake compared to chemotherapy. I was wrong.
I did five days of double doses last week to try to destroy the marble-sized lesion on my right hip. That would ease my pain and help me to regain mobility. The double doses helped me to get through the process faster so I can get back on chemo without too much delay.
I AM moving better already, and the Dr said I will see improvements for up to 8 weeks. But I’m also dealing with side effects that I didn’t realize would knock me off my feet. There’s nausea, major loss of appetite (nothing is appealing and I’ve lost 7 pounds in a week), and fatigue.
I haven’t been able to do much of anything today besides rest. And truly, I’m so very frustrated and upset. I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I want the old me back. I want to be outside, building a snowman with Don and Theo after last night’s fresh, powdery snowfall. I want to go out to dinner tonite to celebrate my brother-in-law’s birthday. I don’t know when, but I do know, the sooner, the better.
Copyright 2012, Amy Rauch Neilson