It feels like it’s been a while since I’ve written anything or even felt the desire to. The truth is, my weekly taxol regimen has been much harder than we thought it was going to be. The first two weeks were fine, but after that, I had a week of fevers which resulted in a trip to the ER, and week of such utter exhaustion that my heart was all fluttery and my vision blurred. I was walking through Whole Foods when suddenly it felt like I was wearing someone else’s glasses. It was scary. It went away quickly. But, still.
I’ve simply been physically and emotionally drained and too pooped to post.
But enough boo hoo.
The good news is that we know the MORAB-003 trial is working. My latest CT scan showed that the 7mm “lesion” is now 1-2 mm. And there seems to be no new activity. Whew. The other good news is that we’ll be able to lower my dose of taxol starting next Monday. I’m hoping this will mean that I won’t have to literally draaaag myself everywhere like a too-heavy back pack. I’ve also learned that sometime this summer, I’ll start getting every third week off of chemo altogether.
So, if this stuff keeps working, gets more tolerable, and allows me to have a break here and there, what else could I ask for. Hair? Who needs it when there are wigs and cool summer fedoras.
I’ll be posting again soon when I make through these doldrums.