People might keep asking me How Much Longer? While I don't have a date, I do have these numbers.
We started at 64,000; three weeks ago we were down to 290; last week was 247; yesterday's number: 67!!! Take that bitch ass cancer! Sixty-fricken-7! Can you see the light at the end of the tunnel? It's not the bright light telling me to "Come home!" It's the light of zero, the light of my hair will grow back, the light of I will be cancer free. We. Are. Getting. There.
I won't get too ahead of myself. There's still a lot to do. Including 6 weeks of chemo even after we hit zero. But a bald girl needs a little bit of good news and that 67 did it for me!!
Marcia was my special guest yesterday and it's always wonderful to have her bright smile and always upbeat attitude around. You can be sad around her. Today, my girlfriend from college is taking the day off to bring me to chemo. Lisa (Melillo) Harris and I ran cross country and track together, ran the Harrisburg Marathon together in 2004, and have stayed friends despite being, er, 10 years (!?!?) out of college! She and I would drink cheap beer together in college ... but we'll aim for expensive cosmos when I'm finally better. Can't wait for "Good Girlfriend Catch-up Time" with a side of chemo!
67, people! Let's do this! xoxoxo
This is a blog by a person who *used to* have Cancer. Not anymore! Now it's just a funny rant from a girl who went through a lot of tough stuff and came out on the other side. Even though I'm cancer-free I hope you still read it! Love, ~mer
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Thursday, April 5, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Where does it hurt?
Today is Day 1. Chemo today and tomorrow and the shots and on and on and on. And so it goes. People keep asking, "How much longer do you have to do this?" It's a valid question. But it also seems to be the question - like when you're pregnant and every single person asks when you're due. I'm sure by the end of 3 months, most mothers-to-be want to have that shit tattooed to their forehead. Well, I don't even have a date to get tattooed. "Several months of aggressive chemotherapy." That's the sentence the Boston doctor said. So ... several months, I guess?
We do have that marker though. The hormone level. It started at 64,000 and now it's just 249. Like, Holy Shit, how amazing is that drop?!?! It dropped from 298 to 249 last week - not as dramatic but still heading in the right direction.
My worry is that it will start just creeping down now. Every single point will be a big deal. I just want it to be zero so badly. Maybe today??
In the meantime, I'm a little achy all over. Chris - in true doctor form - asked, "Where does it hurt?" All I could say is, "All over." How's that for being specific??
We do have that marker though. The hormone level. It started at 64,000 and now it's just 249. Like, Holy Shit, how amazing is that drop?!?! It dropped from 298 to 249 last week - not as dramatic but still heading in the right direction.
My worry is that it will start just creeping down now. Every single point will be a big deal. I just want it to be zero so badly. Maybe today??
In the meantime, I'm a little achy all over. Chris - in true doctor form - asked, "Where does it hurt?" All I could say is, "All over." How's that for being specific??
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