“We’re off to get the chemo, the wonderful chemo for me. Because, because,
because, because, of the wonderful things it does.” Please, do not get me
wrong, chemo still stinks, but I had the song stuck in my head for a while and
decided to run with it.
We decided to treat chemo #6 as if it was our last chemo. With that in mind, we
were going to throw a “party” in the chemo room. With the help of my friend
from Puerto Rico, Michelle R., we spend Tuesday shopping for food, cutting
fruit, making brownies, cutting cheese, and making dinner.
This time, my appointments were a bit later and I was concerned we wouldn’t get
a room big enough to hold my friends who wanted to be there for the last chemo.
But thanks to Sue and the fantastic nurses of the chemo
area, we had a “suite” with a bed and a window. After settling in and receiving
my 13 pills which include a put-to-sleep-a-horse dose of benadryl, I felt
asleep.
When I woke up from a heavy sleep I saw all the wonderful faces of friends and family.
Even people that I didn’t know were coming showed up to surprise me!
One problem about chemo is that I am in a daze for quiet a while. Probably
because of the amount of benadryl. (They give it to me because I am allergic to
chemo…wonder why…I am allergic to poison!) So very often I need a recap to
jolt my memory.
Well, everyone was wonderful! I received flowers from my parents, and
I received a diploma from the Hematology Department for graduating
from Chemo University. Perfect attendance during 6 semesters. I completed all
the requirements and gave them a run for their money on some of those cycles.
But I graduated!!! Yeah!
Now (going back to the Wizard of Oz) I stand in the middle of my yellow big
road. Looking back at the last 6 months…can you believe it, we have been at
it for 6 months, I feel like the lion, the tinman, the scarecrow and Dorothy in
my journey.
Like the lion, everyday I search for courage to get me going. So many times I
wanted to quit but with the support of Craig, my family, my friends and even
strangers I hold on to the courage they helped me discover that I have.
The Tin Man looked for a brain. Well so am I. “Chemo Brain” is very real. If
you spend 10 days with me like Michelle did you would recognize it. She laughed
a lot. I imagine that while your brain marinades in poison it doesn’t work
well. I am glad we only use about 10% of our brain capacity. Maybe I can tap
into that 90%…soon.
The scarecrow was always my favorite character. He had a big heart and so did I
…really. My pericardium had started absorbing fluid which enlarged the heart.
It was protecting it from the tumor. As of the last x-ray it looked like my
heart has returned to normal size. In this journey I have found the hearts of
so many. There are people who have opened their hearts to my family that I
would have never expected. The cards, flowers, meals, phone calls, emails, walks, time,
hugs, laughs, tears. HEARTS EVERYWHERE have opened to me and my family. I am
so lucky!
Dorothy…Do you know I played Dorothy in a pep rally skit when I was in High
School? And we won that year! (Maybe I will post that picture) Like Dorothy I
want to “go home” after I am done. As much as I want to visit Puerto Rico, what
I mean is, I want to be able to click my heels and go back to feeling the way I
used to, go back to being Maria Elena, La Chispa de la Vida. I know it is going
to take time, energy, and discipline to continue on the road to recovery. With
courage, my brain and heart…I will get there. Michelle helped me with that.
We did snow angels in the snow…we will have to make them in the sand when I
visit her and we even jumped on a snowy trampoline. Thanks Michelle!
These days I am often feeling more like screaming…“I am melting! I am
melting!”
Some of you may not know that since chemo doesn’t stink enough
they have to add menopause to it. Yes! 50% of women get thrown
into menopause. I am one of the lucky ones! I am constantly sweating. The
other day Andew kissed my head and said…“Mom, your head is …wet!” Talking
about Andrew, I have discovered why he doesn’t like the wigs. He told me…“Mom
you are a boy! You have no hair. Take that (the wig) off!”
Now I am looking forward to this weekend. My parents, grandma and
and family are coming to celebrate my birthday! All I want is 41 more!
Now, we wait for March 10th when we have a PET scan to figure out what we do next.
Lots of love and prayers to all!