|My loving nurses (L-R) Maria, Nancy, Sudra & Flora)|
So many things have happened since I first found out the small lump that progressed to two lumps and then proliferated my lymph nodes from 1 to 6 in a matter of 5 months.
Even though my cancer stage is 3, I am still lucky to be alive. Had it not been excised from my body that soon, I am not sure if I would still be around writing a blog right now.
The cancer was aggressive. From one lump in October, it became 2 in December. From one lymph node affected and detected in February, it became 6 in March. I'm pretty sure the cancer would not have stalled any longer attacking the rest of my body if it wasn't removed right away. I am glad I decided to have the surgery first and did not think twice. Sure, the recovery was rough and hard for me and my family but it was necessary.
I almost thought twice about having chemotherapy because of the horror stories I have read. True enough, the experience was not one to forget. It was a roller-coaster of emotional and physical pains. The anticipation of getting sick every other week was tough to deal with but I made it through. I have attempted to quit so many times, cried to husband begging him to let me quit. But his persistence and support held the ropes for me. The loving and kind words from all my friends and families gave me strength to fight every three weeks of infusion. It felt like being poisoned slowly, ironically, it is something that should heal me.
The loving and caring hands of all my chemo nurses Nancy, Flora, Maria and Sudra was a blessing. They made sure that I am comfortable during chemo, with warm blankets, snacks, medicines infused to relieve side-effects and hydration. They took me at an hour's notice when I feel too sick and needed to be rushed to the hospital for hydration. When we get there, they are all ready waiting for me. They are the souls that nurtured patients at our hardest points of treatments.
On my last day of chemo, I made 24 pink cake pops (i wish I took a picture of) and gave it to them as a token of gratitude for their care.
Even though chemo is over, I will still have side-effects for as long as six months after, because the chemicals are still circulating in my body. My nurses have told me I am always welcome to come back and get hydration or infusion of medicines to alleviate the side-effects. And of course to drop by just to say hi and that if I am feeling better. These people are the embodiment of the true sense of the word "nurse".
Now that chemo is over, I am on to another challenge. 35 rounds of DAILY radiation. I am confident that I can do this as long as I have the love and support of people who care about me. On to the next phase of this fight....