Workin' on it...
I can't deny the fact that I'm afraid of what's to come. Uncertainty is scary.
In two days, I go under again: Scalpel, incision, big-gauge needle into my shoulder to connect to vein in neck: port insert for the chemo infusion. Not looking forward to that.
So, among the unpleasantries of modern medicine is the anticipation of more pain, discomfort, and exhaustion. The chemo will knock me on my ass. Then, the radiation in another month...
Going through something like this firsthand is in many ways surreal. This sort of thing happens to other people, right? Kinda' funny, really. At times I feel like I'm on the outside looking in, very much out of body. The pain reminds me that that's not the case. I'm very much a part of what's going on.
Oh, well... Gotta roll with the punches, however they may come.
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