Weathering the Chemo - Week 2

Week 2 after Chemo:

This last week has been better! A lot better! I have had the energy to go out with my mom when she would run errands, granted, I wasn’t following her into the store,  I was at least getting up and getting out of the house, and by mid-week, I was starting to go out. Ryan, my boyfriend, would come over every Tuesday and Thursday, and sometimes Saturday’s, and last Saturday, the end of my first week, beginning of my second week, we actually went out for dinner. I’ve been seeing my energy return more and more each day. This past Wednesday, my mom and I took Evelyn, my niece, to a park for her to play, and what do I end up doing, playing right along with her; going down slides, climbing up the play sets, swinging on monkey bars, etc. It is such a blessing that God has kept me healthy and given me the energy each day to do something new! Tuesday, I even had enough energy to help my sister move some things, lift and carry, and put things away; all within my means, not overdoing it of course.

But the fact that God has only given me tiredness that first week is a miracle and blessing that I can’t ignore or hide!

The only downside to having my chemo, now that my energy level is up, is that, as predicted, due to one of my chemo drugs, my hair is, at first slowing, but now more rapidly in large amounts, starting to fall out.

This experience hasn’t been the best one, obviously, because losing one’s hair, especially for a woman, is like taking away a part of her. I know my hair will grow back, and people have told me time and time again that even bald, I’ll look gorgeous. And I do believe what they’re saying, but when I can make 3 small bird nests for birds each day, it gets a little upsetting; but I know that God is bigger than this, my hair will return, and it means that the chemo is working, as it is targeted at rapidly dividing cells, such as hair.

My next chemo treatment will be October 14 – 17. I hope to weather this next round a bit better, hoping that since this past one was my fist, this will be a walk in the park, and hopefully, I can start to get back to a normal-ish life.