I feel great but people with early stage cancers do feel great so I take little comfort in this. I am healthy and strong ( and feel fully recovered from the ill effects of the chemo) and I have to assume the cancer, which is part of me, has recovered likewise.
A friend who has gone through this told me that for cancer patients chemo becomes like a security blanket. That would explain some of my concern. My blanket is missing these past two weeks. As much as I hate the feeling, it is comforting to know we're fighting the fight. It's a star to which we can hitch our wagon.
Three things I can take out of this week:
- I recover pretty quickly from the side effects of chemo (at least the ones I can sense). This is reassuring since after two more cycles I will have to recover for surgery.
- I was able to umpire some baseball games ( those not rained out) that I wouldn't have been strong enough (or it would have been too dangerous) to do under chemo.
- I will be able to cuddle the grand kids all this weekend. This would have been dangerous with low immunity during chemo and I beyond my energy and strength (nearly so even when I'm healthy) without this break.