I hope everyone who celebrates had a wonderful holiday yesterday. Ours was quiet and pleasant and relaxing and I enjoyed spending the day with my Mom. I did feel some guilt every time someone referred to my cancer and preceded it by “It doesn’t matter what you got me for Christmas this year, as long as you are still here.” Sigh.
Today I begin prep for tomorrow’s brachytherapy, otherwise known as internal radiation. I have one session tomorrow, one New Year’s, and the final one will be on the 3rd. I have been assured that the treatment isn’t as bad as the prep. It’s the same prep that you take for a colonoscopy, so in about 10 minutes, I have to choke down my first dose of Magnesium Citrate. The worst part (other than that) will be the liquid diet today, and the note being able to move for up to four hours while they administer treatments.
After I complete this internal radiation, I begin my final three rounds of chemo on January 14th. Just as my hair is finally starting to come back in nicely, it will be probably falling out again. Winter in the mid-atlantic is not a time to have no hair. Sigh.
I want to be at the end of this treatment, and I really want to put this behind me and get to the business of maintaining a cancer free life.
And I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I just hope it isn’t an on-coming train.