I had another chemotherapy treatment this past Tuesday, as well as blood tests and a meeting with my oncologist. My white-blood-cell count was low three weeks ago, so my treatment was dialed back a bit; but my blood count is now at the low end of normal.
In general, I have been finding this regimen a lot easier in the side-effects department; so I was disappointed to find myself nauseated and exhausted all day Wednesday, and tired and slightly queasy on Thursday and Friday.
I am still experiencing some neuropathy, but a lot less now; so I take medication for it usually only once a day.
My doctor suggested I add back some of my usual activities, as a way of combatting the depression I continue to experience as this process drags on. I did make it to the art museum on Thursday night, and it finally stopped raining, so my husband and I spent some time in our local park on Friday and I did a bit of cleanup of our balcony garden. I hope to get down to our building's gym in the next few days to start getting some exercise.
My hair is slowly growing back. It is maybe 1/4 inch long now. So instead of something from the Zombie Apocalypse, I look like a Marine recruit.
It turns out that the usual cycle on this drug combination is six treatments, three weeks apart; so if I go the whole course, that takes the process into May before surgery will be scheduled.
Next week, I have an appointment with a naturopath to discuss other ways to deal with this cancer.
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