I found this out because I tripped on that foot one morning and fell. Then it was discovered that that stress fracture had affected my nerves a bit, and my left foot, which was already rather wonky due to a hernia operation I'd had a couple of years ago, was not working properly. I was in agony for a few weeks, and I stopped exercising much. It seems that reduced bone density is another one of the side effects of the chemo meds. Then I had a setback - somehow I developed a stress fracture in my back.
I was determined to make myself better, and trying to exercise every day to make my body stronger. I have my own sink, and a really wonderful view of the mountains and hills in this small resort town. I don't have my own bathroom, and I have to share the toilet with my next door neighbor. Still, they do take very good care of me. Mortality seems like a very real thing here. Most of the other patients here are in their 70s or older. In other words it's also an eldercare facility. This place is partly for short term patients who are recovering from serious injuries or illness, and partly for let's say, long term elderly patients. Since then, I've been at a rehabilitation center. And I have to take them without fail every day, to keep the cancer at bay. They give me constant diarrhea and fatigue, and make me feel like throwing up for an hour or more after I take them. They are a classic example of the cure being almost as bad as the illness itself. It was no longer operable, although the doctors were optimistic that it could still be brought to bay with the chemotherapy pills.Īh, those chemotherapy pills. They did find out that my cancer (gastrointestinal stromal tumors, aka GIST) was back, this time worse than ever. I don't really remember the first few days, except that I had a dim idee in my head that I might not make it this time. I woke up around 5 in the morning and tottered over to wake my husband, to ask him to call an ambulance. I tried to convince myself that I could just coddle myself back to a reasonably healthy state. But as I am wont to do - and I don't recommend doing this to anyone - I was trying to tough it out. I wasn't sure why, but my body just seemed to be breaking down.
In February, I was feeling really terrible.
Well, I'm still here, but it has been a very rough ride. Remember me? If you only know me from my sites, you might have wondered where I have been, or even how I've been doing.
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