Six weeks post-chemo

I was reminded by my Psycho Sister that I haven't updated the blog lately, sheesh, you would have thought I'd committed a crime or something ... So, here goes ...

It's going on six weeks since my last chemo and I've gotta say, I don't miss it at all! That really hit home for me today because I used my lunch hour to stop by Siteman West County (where I got the chemo) to get my port "flushed," which you have to do every 4 to 6 weeks so it doesn't get clogged. It was sorta nice to park in a "patient" spot close to the door, even though I wasn't exactly getting treatment, and stroll inside with a more carefree attitude than before.

Flushing doesn't really take much time -- less than a minute, I'd say -- plus a minute or two in prep time, so it went fast. But still, it jolted me a bit when the needle went in -- yikes! I'm not used to that anymore! But I'd much rather go in for a flush than a three-hour-plus treatment, so who's complaining?

Anyway, the fingers and toes are still numb and tingly, but they do feel a teensy bit better with each passing post-chemo week, so I know this is only temporary and I can handle it.

In addition to walking two or more miles a day, I've also started working out on a stationary bike several times a week. I'm trying to get my bum left leg -- where they took out all the lymph nodes -- back to normal, and thought maybe it would help to work some other muscles. And, even though it's only been a week or so, I think it is helping.

So, that's about it, as far as how I'm doing. Thanks for checking on me!

Until next time,
P