Chewing Metal Bars
September 9, 2012 § 3 Comments
Honestly that’s what it tastes like in my mouth most of the time – that I am chewing metal bars. It has been like this for most of the last week. Besides that, I am doing really well after the first lot of chemo. I saw my specialist this week and she is very happy with progress to date. The numerous lumps in my groin have reduced in size and my cough and wheezing has finally, finally abated. after 5 months it is such a relief to be able to hold a conversation without being interrupted by a cough or short breath. My mouth is in good shape and although I get tired, it is not as bad as I expected. In fact i am feeling so much better than I expected, and I still have all my hair – that I am starting to think that maybe I am a bit of a fraud. I even suggested to my specialist that I also felt cured – she assured me that wasn’t the case and that I had a way to go yet.
Today I went for a lovely walk in the sun. It makes a difference with the sun on your back and the air with some warmth in it – almost feels like spring (which is saying something because I live in Canberra and there is plenty of cold weather yet to come). One odd thing – and I’m not sure if I am imaging this or not – but my eye sight seems to have deteriorated dramatically in the last couple of weeks. I have real trouble reading – even with my reading glasses on. I wouldn’t have thought that chemo affects your eyes but who knows – it is so toxic I also wouldn’t be surprised. Tomorrow is the next dose of chemo but given I am feeling OK, I am not phased by the thought. Even sitting in the chair with 6 -7 hours of intravenous drugs isnt that much of a deal at the moment. I just sit and read my book, surf the net and listen to music. It’s not a really social place and my experience so far is that people generally keep to themselves. I find that totally understandable – last time I know I just wanted to concentrate on getting through it so was pleased that no one actually engaged me in conversation. Maybe as you get to be a regular, you feel a bit more chatty. We shall see. . . . .