My first chemo treatment pretty much knocked me for a loop. I’ve never experienced such utter fatigue in all my life. And I gave birth to five children!
Once I got into the routine of it, my life fell into a predictable rhythm…chemo, hydration, and recovery one week – and then two weeks of abundant energy. I relished those two weeks and made the most of them! I learned to lay low and not schedule anything too crazy on chemo week. This pattern continued for 18 weeks and on my last chemo day, I happily dropped my sixth pair of socks into the trash can on my way out the door!
My body responded beautifully to the treatments, and on December 16th at 2:33pm I got the news I’d been praying for. My cancer was gone!! A PET scan showed no evidence of cancer.
This truly is the best Christmas present a girl could ever hope for.