As the doc walked in I immediately knew...his expression said it all. No sugar coating here. I found out I had The Big C on my birthday yes, what a pisser 2 years ago. Although it was difficult to hear, I took it with grace (and several Jager shots at the bar later) and humility. My oncologist, Dr. X we will call him was compassionate I mean it WAS my birthday, gave me the info I needed and plan of action considering, it is stage 3. So, to Chemo or not to Chemo that was the question weighing heavy on my thoughts an considering my health
issues in the past I chose Chemo why you ask why not just let it ride out I do not know I figuered what do I have to lose It was the longest 6 months of my fucking life every 2 weeks chemo for 3 hours man it sucked ass not sure which was worse, the nausea, the vomiting or the complete depression which consumed me. If it had not been for my son, my friends or loads of music I am pretty sure I would not have survived on my own. Have you every tasted metal m/ and I listen to a lot of it and have literally tasted what I heard, THIS was something completely different, my mouth tasted like I was chewing on a barbed a wire fence and was totally unacceptable because I am a chef home and pro trained and cooking was out of the question, everything tasted awful. I am so thankful to be where I am today, survive
Dee