Cancer is only part of my journey

Question? How many of you walk with eyes of wonder rather than boredom? Granted, the latter can seem easier and cooler to do. However, the former delivers so much that makes life richer in a multitude of ways. Cancer gives us the perfect excuse to wake up each morning WITHOUT anticipation of an adventure. I feel miserable. I am so tried. I don't want too try/learn something new with all the other new stuff going on. I'm going to die soon. Why bother? Until you take your last breath...you are still living. Personally, my cancer journey went fine through surgery, radiation and even chemo. A few minor and expected bumps. Then came immunotherapy . Four sessions with Keytruda and suddenly my left knee heavily arthritic and damaged over the decades of being a klutz began to hurt - badly. T he pain quickly spared  to my deltoids, wrists and hands. I needed a walker to get around. Getting out of a chair was near impossible. My normal 6' fr...

Oh cancer, only because of you can I recapture my youth. My hair is at the same growth stage it was 61 years ago, my tumor’s position makes wearing a diaper a necessity at times and best of all – I have not taken so many naps since toddlerhood! Are you tired during your cancer battle? I am. Not that I’m in a constant state of exhaustion, but my eyelids frequently droop as yawns escape my mouth.   Then it becomes far from a pretty sight. I blame the change in meds. By my fourth chemo session, I required stronger pain medications than the occasional ibuprofen. My oncology gynecologist prescribed oxycodone to be given while I received my infusion cocktail. Coupled with Benadryl, the antihistamine used to avoid nausea, within minutes I was out. Upon awakening and noting the dampness of my front and grogginess I asked the nurse if I had slept for long. ‘Oh honey, you were sound asleep for at least an hour,’ she said as a small smile crossed her face...