Today was a big day. I had my LAST chemo treatment. Echo, echo, echo… Since February, I have had 5 surgeries (one of them 9 hours long), 25 radiation treatments, 12 chemo infusions, and 6 fluid infusions because of the bad nausea. But today I said goodbye to all that. I fully appreciated that it could have been worse, thanked God for all that he has blessed me with, and skipped out of there with a new happiness.
I also said goodbye to the women who have been my champions, my confidants, and quite literally my entertainment through this journey. They truly care about me and my health, and I came to love and adore them. Today we had a party, hugged, cried, and posed for pictures.
Message #1: Be kind to your nurses. I have a greater appreciation for them, and I feel blessed by almost every nurse I came into contact with. Sure, not all of them are wonderful, but you find that in every profession. However, when one—or more—comes along to help save your life? Treat them well and thank them for their compassion. I love you, Teri!! <3
Lots of inside jokes here, but the brownies involve jokes about putting marijuana in brownies before they realized my husband sitting next to me is a State Trooper. We laughed and laughed. FYI—medical marijuana is legal in Michigan, but I never used it. The (non-marijuana) brownies, however, were divine!
Message #2: Rely on your friends I’m a “small group of friends” person. I don’t need a lot of them, but I need them to be close. I need to be able to tell them everything and know that they’re telling me everything in return. These girls don’t judge me if a I get in a fight with my husband (as if!), or if I have $1.00 in my bank account. And if I lose my wedding ring more than once, they simply roll their eyes at me and call me a dumb@@. Most importantly, they will laugh with me during happiness and cry with me during pain. The best kinds of friends.
And finally, the message I hope can reach someone and prevent them from going through this misery. Message #3: GO to the doctor. Don’t put it off. I can’t determine how much this affected my situation. Had I gone sooner, could they have detected it? Probably. Would it have changed my diagnosis? I’ll bet. The “what if’s” of life will haunt me for years, and I don’t wish that on anyone. I also don’t wish cancer on anyone, and if you go to your doctor regularly, there are ways to prevent it.
And just so we don’t get too heavy in here…
Luckily, my office is specTACular, and I never have to wait. And I never will wait to go to the doctor again. Please feel free to use my situation as your motivation to make that call. I know our lives get busy, and it’s one of the last things we want to do…but it’s a heck of a lot better than the alternative if you don’t. Ok…off to spray paint something. Too much sick talk over here.