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Wow - eleven weeks after the previous chemotherapy, at last, chemo #3 is done! Maybe now I can get some traction into these things. Chemo #4 will be the first week of October.
For those who haven't caught-on, the chemo runs are every 28 days until I reach the finish. If I make it through the projected 24 runs (two years) the next step is to try pausing, along with a series of monthly MRIs until the docs say otherwise.
The chemotherapy is in pill form, which I take late and night and try to sleep through. Capsules are like swallowing 3 X 22 gauge rifle rounds (sizewise). It's not bad, and I take a few other meds with it to minimize discomfort. I can handle this MUCH better than the month (August) that was 100% IVs. That treatment just sucked (even though it apparently did me a lot of good.)
So, for me, pain is turned way down (when I start to hurt I take the pain meds right away). Fatigue, normal for both chemotherapy patients and MS patients is normal for me, too. I can work at my desk about 2 hours a day in the monring, and perhaps an hour at night if I have been "good". Problem is that there are so many temptations dragging me from my bed, like watching Matt play baseball or Michael at fencing, and just doing simple shopping. The ten minute project becomes a two-week project. Nonetheless, don't take this is report as negative, because it isn't. I can walk, talk, think (if rested), and be with my family. That's really all that I want.
My hair is growing back, too - almost look normal now, hair is covering the scars of surgery. My hair has no grey in it, either - weird and a very nice gift! Thank you, our Creator! My mustache retains its grey, I suppose, to preserve my dosage of humility.