Today is the day I finally got to fight back; today I started chemotherapy.. I wasn't nervous at all (actually relieved) and basically got to spend the whole time thanking people for their well-wishes via Facebook on my phone. Everyone has been absolutely amazing and I can't thank my family and friends enough for their support. You are all the reason why I can walk into chemo not feeling alone and afraid but feeling loved and ready to fight! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you all!
When I got to the chemo treatment room I picked a blue recliner and my dad was able to sit next to me. It was so nice having him there with me. Having my dad there was definitely a huge reason why I wasn't anxious. The nurse checked my vitals and then cleaned the skin above my port access so she could put in the special needle. It felt like getting a shot so it wasn't too bad at all. First I received some steroids and nausea prevention medicine that took about 10 or 15 minutes to finish. The first chemo drug took about an hour to finish. It instantly gave me heartburn which I'm used to because I've had acid reflux disease since I was 12. I actually even got really hungry towards the end. The second drug is called the red devil because it's bright red (it sometimes turns your pee red or brown. I experienced that this afternoon. Very strange). This one took only a couple minutes and was done manually. The last drug took about 10 or 15 minutes. That was it. My port was flushed out and I got to go home.
It is quite possible that I don't end up feeling nauseous for a few days but I have some medicine I can try. I hope things continue to go smoothly and I can just focus on getting better.
Here I am during chemo. My dad bought some shirts for me at old navy which have wide necks and will make it easier to access my port. For some reason it looks like I am giving a slight stink eye but I promise I'm not.
Peace. Love. Fuck cancer
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