I’ve been re-thinking my ideas about chemotherapy. In a previous post (see Chug-a-Lug) I said I might not have a ‘normal’ life when taking chemo because I wouldn’t feel as healthy.
The truth is I have no idea what chemo is like because Leuk and I are still in the early stages of our relationship.
Upon re-reading that post I think I was a bit melodramatic. I guess this personal blog is partly covering my psychology; it’s more about what I think than how I feel physically. At least for now.
I recently learned that a relative of mine is taking chemotherapy meds for rheumatoid arthritis and, except for a little hair loss, she is carrying on with her life. I’m very proud of her.
She has inspired me to accept my future and not be afraid of it.