Tuck and Roll ... Or Tanya and the Blow Fish?

I apologize for having been away so long. The chemo effects have stopped any desire to write at this time, but I do compose blog posts in my head. Issue is that they don’t seem to make it to the computer! I’m just trying to get to the end of treatment, and that will be here before I know it.

Since the anniversary of my original diagnosis date is a mere 9 days away, and I find this very hard to believe, I thought before my 7th infusion, the next to last one, that I would write about steroids and the challenging truth of its effects.

When I first started the second round of chemo, they told me I would have some symptoms and that it was possible it would build in my system. I was fortunate to not get any of the really awful effects such as severe nausea, mouth sores, really chronic fatigue, etc. My eyesight has been affected, but this will go away.

It's the steroids - they have me so swollen that I feel as if I could tuck my chin in and roll anywhere in the city I desire to go! I’m not kidding. Every time they weigh me they say, “Don’t worry, honey – it’s the steroids and it will all fall off when you’re finished.” From their lips to God’s ear! They tell me this is really true and, if so, I can’t wait.

I know, though, that I’m lucky to be here ... to feel this way, because it means I can still feel, still be here.

So, even though this entry is short, don’t think I’ve forgotten about you. I’m here, and I’m rolling along. Pun intended.