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Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Game Plan Change 😔

What a long morning, had my blood test appointment at 945am and passed at almost at 11am and waited until 12pm to see my doctor. It is dreadful sitting in the waiting room full of cancer patients and each chit chatting about their experiences. I sit here and selfishly think why me, but I gues why not me. Cancer has no boundaries and no limits, so we fight everyday to break the boundaries and limits. 

From my last post on my new treatment that landed me in the hospital with excruciating pain and infection, after 3 weeks my legs are still very sore and keep me up most of the night. It was a bitch of a treatment. 

When I finally got to see my oncologist today he was well aware of the hospital stay and all the side effects. He said that I was one of the rare ones with the extreme pain and infection. I was very honest with him and told him it was more than I was able to handle. My body aches so much that I could not imagine what the next 2 treatments would be like. 

Dr. B offered me an alternative, to switch my treatment from Docetaxel to Taxol. The only thing is that with Docetaxel I would have 2 left and I would be done with chemo, with Taxol I will have to do 9 treatments, one per week. My concern was effectiveness and Dr. B assured me that it is as effective, with no pain, no $3000 Neulasta injection which causes even more muscle pain, and that in the end the result is the same, to destroy the cancer cells. My husband and I went back and forth on my options and my decision was to opt for the 9 treatments. So in the end instead of finishing my chemo on July 6, 2016 I will complete it on August 16, 2016. 

As happy as I was to know that I would soon be done with the chemo poison, the thought of having to go through the pain again was terrifying, and it also has a big impact on my family. When I see my daughter come home from school and the first place she looks is my bedroom because I am dead to the world, is not something I can swallow very easily.  No child or spouse should ever have to see their parent that way. 

So with a smile on my face I will endure the next 9 weeks of chemo and I will continue to fight. 

Franca
💞😘

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