Another Battle Won, but the War Continues.
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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