It was an eventful and emotional day on Friday. Up early and on the road before sunrise for another round of labs and chemo (#15). Skipping the details of wondering why the process seemed slower than usual, but later made sense. After I got hooked up and prep drugs administered, I wheeled my pump and rack of drugs to the restroom and back when I found my nurse standing outside my pod. She gave me heads up that my oncologist stopped by and was already sitting down so I suggested we can get started on administering the chemo. She said the doc wanted to chat first, so I went in (mask and all), gave a salutation and fist bumped the doc and sat in my heated chair. Asked how I'm doing, I replied "doing well" in a confident voice, and he stated he is pulling the plug on further chemo. What?!? I didn't quite understand and said I'm ready for more chemo ... let's kill this thing inside me. He explained no and that chemo was no longer ne...
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