August 23, 2004

Last Chemo

It was a very rainy day on the last day of chemo. I prepared myself for my last dose of chemo with mixed emotions. On the outside, I wore a bright smile and a bandanna with lots of happy faces that Lavina and Ivy gave me. It was a joyous day. On the inside, I had conflicting emotions. On one hand, I was very glad that it was finally over. On the other hand, I was anxious about the what-if’s. What if the drugs have not done their job? What if cancer cells grow back without chemo? I also thought about how I’m going to resume my ‘normal’ life after chemo because I no longer have an excuse to be pampered any more. I also would have to come face to face with the inconveniences of being one-breasted and bald-headed as I get back to exercises and outdoor activities. Sometimes I feel like nobody except myself can truly understand how much inconveniences and grief this has caused. Somehow I feel that being on chemo gave me the excuse to continue to hide inside the house.

After the nurse was all done, she told me and Siang to wait in the room. Then a group of nurses came in, put a paper crown on me, and blew bubbles all over the place. Then they started singing “It’s all over” to the tune of “Oh My Darling Clementine”:

“It’s all over, it’s all over
No more chemo drugs for you
Say goodbye now, please don’t cry now
‘Cause your chemo is all through
Hit the road, Jack, don’t look back, Mack
Go on out and have some fun
Like we said now, say goodbye now
‘Cause your treatment days are done!”

That was really sweet. They do that for all patients on their last day of chemo. I was very touched and almost cried as they sang. It’s been 3 long months.

After being off chemo for 3 weeks, I know no chemo is much much better. I feel so much more energized. I have also gone back to my step aerobics class last week. It was great.

Siang’s parents have returned to Singapore last Tuesday. I’m so grateful for them being here, helping out so much around the house. I literally did not have to lift a finger to do anything.

Prayer requests:
(1) I was originally scheduled to have my portacath removed tomorrow. But the nurse informed me that my blood counts are a bit low and advised me to wait two more weeks. Please pray that my blood counts will get back to normal soon.

(2) Our house was struck by lightning on my last day of chemo. It really put a damper on everything and is causing a lot of headaches. There are multiple damages to our property. Please pray that things will go smoothly with the insurance company and that we’ll get everything fixed soon.

(3) I’ll be off all drugs for 3 months. The doctor wants to see if I’ll have my period back in order to determine whether I’m still pre-menopausal or post-menopausal. The treatment options are different. Please pray that my ovaries are still able to function normally.

(4) Please pray for complete healing, both physically and emotionally, and pray that I will be strong and have faith, and be disciplined facing the days ahead.

Thanks.

Posted by annie at 03:01 PM

August 02, 2004

Instead of chemo...

Someone said to me, "Wow, seems that chemos really tough. Someone else mentioned to me that they heard that there's new natural remedies that cure cancer without the pain of chemo..."

It's awfully tempting to believe that all these claims are true. Who knows, some may say. Thought the following might provide an interesting read ... Just happened to pop up in the top news on google news today...

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Posted by siang at 11:39 PM

August 01, 2004

Got a little break!

Because of the mouth sores on my tongue and gum (one of the many side-effects of Adriamycin), the oncology nurse and doc decided to give me a break from the chemo this week. I was disappointed when I learned that because that would extend my chemo one week further. BUT, the doc said I would not have to make up for it. Yay! :-)

So next Friday will still be my LAST chemo session! Woo Hoo!

I was prescribed some medicine for the mouth sores, and I feel much better now. Thanks to Siang’s mom and dad who had been cooking ‘baby food’ for me, spending time chopping everything to tiny pieces so that I could swallow.

Posted by annie at 02:49 PM