The last three days were pretty bad ones. My nails suddenly turned blue and the ones on my thumbs felt like they were about to fall off. My hair started coming off in clumps, my scalp feeling as if I had just been through a week-long catfight. My tongue felt like a bottle of glue that even a glass of water tasted like rubber. It seemed like all the muscles of my body were constantly aching but I was explicitly told to keep away from Ibuprofen. Last but not least, we had to pay off our first hundred thousand installment for my treatment.
My oncologist had to come to the house twice to give me shots to pull up my white blood cell count. Poor Bong had to camp out on a folding bed just outside our bedroom door after running around the whole day and studying the whole night for Sunday’s service.
But today…after using up buckets of ice cubes and a whole bottle of liniment oil, I am up and about, feeling so much better. I just ate scrambled eggs and the taste of the tomatoes was euphoric on my tongue as well as my spirits. Now I begin gearing up for the next chemo cycle which will be in two weeks.
My oncologist had to come to the house twice to give me shots to pull up my white blood cell count. Poor Bong had to camp out on a folding bed just outside our bedroom door after running around the whole day and studying the whole night for Sunday’s service.
But today…after using up buckets of ice cubes and a whole bottle of liniment oil, I am up and about, feeling so much better. I just ate scrambled eggs and the taste of the tomatoes was euphoric on my tongue as well as my spirits. Now I begin gearing up for the next chemo cycle which will be in two weeks.
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