Well, I survived my first visit to the Cancer Center, albeit just a consultation visit - no treatment yet. I liked Dr. R and the oncology nurse, E, assigned to my case. I learned that I have lost 5 pounds (is that how much a uterus, ovaries and tubes weigh?) since my pre-surgery weight. My blood pressure was higher than what is normal for me, but not so high as the first time I went to see Dr. M before the surgery. I'm not going to try to write about all the details of the visit, proposed treatment, side effects, etc. right now - too tired. I'll try to do that tomorrow. The bottom line is that my first chemo is scheduled for next Wednesday, November 11th. If all goes well, the second would be on December 2nd, and the third right before Christmas (not a problem for me and both Dr. R and my nurse, E, are Jewish, as well). I came home with a thick packet of information - everything you didn't really want to know about chemo therapy, its side effects, physical and otherwise - and including a booklet from the American Cancer Society showing various turbans, scarves, hats, bandanas, and wigs. I turned down a "prescription" to buy a wig (which my insurance would have paid for).
I'm feeling okay. I wish I could hug my daughter, get a back rub from my son (and hug him, too) and sit with my grandson on my lap all weekend - and metaphorically speaking, that's what I intend to be doing in my head all weekend.
More tomorrow (or possibly even later tonight).
Peace.
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