It's almost Christmas…365 days ago, I was in pretty sorry shape.
Last year at this time, I was looking at 2 more chemo treatments, and by then it had finally caught up with me. I had an anaphylactic reaction to the oxalaplatin (AKA "Satan's Drool"), my white blood count had tanked, and pretty much crushing fatigue had taken hold.
Christmas was done as best as we could, but I grasped onto January 2013 with the tenacity of a sinking man clinging to a lifeline as he waited for rescue. Medically, I made it….but 2013 had it's share of challenges, too. I spent the first six months of the year getting routine occupational and physical therapy for my neuropathy. (Which is better, but my feet still linger), and even a year later, the fatigue never resolved itself...I tire easily, I feel like I've got no stamina, and I can't climb up a flight of stairs without sucking wind, but I suppose it all beats the alternative.
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