I don’t know what to say. Really. I don’t even know which number chemo treatment is coming up this week. I’ve spent the last couple of weeks either sleeping or being in constant pain. This is more than “chemo brain” (see http://www.foxnews.com/health/2011/04/20/chemo-brain-myth/?cmpid=cmty_fb_Gigya_Chemo_Brain%3A_It’s_Very_Real), which is a real phenomenon where your brain basically turns to swiss cheese; my whole “self” is being depressed and made useless. I certainly hope that after the 12 chemo treatments are through that these effects go away.
There is one bright spot in my life. Other than faith in God, which is a given, there is one thing that makes my day worth living — the beautiful smile of my great-grandson. I sometimes can’t help staring at him and imagining a wonderful, successful and happy life for him as he grows, even if I’m not there. The one bright spot on a cloudy day. Thank you, God.
Luana
April 28, 2011
Of course the effects will go away. Hang in there.