I saw this saying today as I was waiting to have a cat scan done and trying to drink this ungodly concoction. It reminded me that I needed to laugh and that laughter is such a healing element. The fact that this is anal cancer is just a big joke in itself. Dr I ( the oncologist) greeted us last week and said that this will be a great topic of conversations at cocktail parties. I can see my dear friends now making a list of butt jokes. Good thing my caboose is so cute or I would really take offense to it all.
I did mention to the surgeon that I should have used more sun screen. Not sure he found it funny but I did.
We did meet Dr G (the radiologist) yesterday and he has a pretty good sense of humor also. As he was describing how they get you ready for the radiation and he has to contort my body in different positions, I could see Ross' wheels turning and hoping he has enough good sense not to say anything at that moment. Dr G did come up with a new medical term that I think will be in the medical journals pretty soon. CHEMOY or CHEMOIE - how you feel a week after you have had chemo therapy. I think I can milk this for awhile and I want a T-shirt with "I am Chemoy" on it.
The plan is to enter the hospital on 9-27 and have radiation and chemo that week. Then the next 4 weeks I will receive radiation as an out patient. If my body can tolerate it then there is a possibility I could receive another round of chemo the last week of radiation. I figure I should be done the last week of October. Over and done with and ready for the holidays to spend time with my family and count my blessings.
Laugh today at yourself. It is certainly better than crying but if you need to then do that also. A good cry is very therapeutic also I think.
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