So… anyway - I’m back at work in late January, 2008, things are moving along well until I got a call from my surgeon. It seems that after reviewing the test on what they removed from me, they thought I should see an oncologist. The long and short of it - I ended up with chemotherapy. I found, after the fact that there are different chemotherapies, some that don’t seem to bother you and others that bring you right to your knees. Well as luck would have it I ended up with the latter. I ended up on chemo for 4 months - in three week cycles. Out of the three weeks, two were intolerable stretches of weakness and sickness. I dreaded someone knocking on the door - they were usually gone by the time I got there. The bright spot was the one week that I actually felt human. Of course that week was split with three days at the end of the cycle and three days into the next cycle. It usually took six to seven hours to load me up with the chemo, and I usually drove myself home, much to the chagrin of my family.
I did learn that rides on public transportation are frowned upon since I had nearly no immune system during the four months. And, not that I had much of an appetite, I found that the only time to go shopping was on Saturday, in the evening between 6:30 and 9:00. Really, that’s the only time there is usually no one in a supermarket(ya gotta stay away from the germs).
So here I am, back in the swing of things, not much worst for the wear and tear. I’ll be going in for CAT scans every six months for the next two years. After a year since the operation there is no re-occurrence.
Now all I have to do is get this blog back in order - I think I review some of those past posts and see what updates are in order plus what is current - stay tuned