It's Sunday Morning at 5:30 a.m.
I have woken up refreshed and feeling better than I have in days.
Last Monday June 14th, I travelled to St. John's for a M.R.I, returning home the same day.
On Tuesday Morning Karen and I went to the Cancer Clinic for the next step. Even though we had arrived early we were greeted with warm smiles,and before long we were chatting with Dr. St. Croix.
She further explained the treatment protocol that was being recommended for me . I have agreed undergo a protocol that has not been used in Newfoundland before. The drugs are the same,but the method and amounts of administration quite different. In essence, after taking the first two of three chemotherapy drugs,the third would be administered for 120 hours continuous. That's why I disappeared last week.
The Chemotherapy experience I went through during the past two weeks was horrendous.
Once the Chemo hit me, and my white blood cells dropped,they didn't stop until I had reached bottom. I could easily sleep for twenty hours a day,between bouts of pain and discomfort.
Those bright bouncing bubbly beams of light at the Cancer clinic,never left me too far out of reach.
Thank You! What a wonderful group of people.
Now I know what to expect,and I am getting my heart, mind soul and body for the next round.
Thanks for all the prayers and emails last week folks. They are inspiring!