BLOG 02

08 February 2008

Mabthera maintenence therapy No#4 went well today. Of course a good dose of phenergan always knocks me out. I see such a vast array of people in the cancer care unit. it is amazing the amount of ethnic people in there. I am surprised to see young, old, middle age all fighting the same thing. All bald, white in the face, connected to machines, morphine, chemo pumps, etc.

Most of them with a catherter in their chests, like the hickman's I wore for 9 months. I think if we ever need a 'wake up' call about the value of our own life and how blessed we are as healthy people, we should sit in the waiting area of the cancer care unit and watch as they look sick, feel awful and slowly shuffle in to see their specialist. It would give us a greater appreciation of the life we have and the health we take for granted.

We would walk out of there, changed and forever thankful. It is hard to go back every 6 weeks and get treatment every 3 months. It's a reminder of what was endured and the experiences I wish to leave behind. As each day goes on, it is further away and I am more hopeful that it is forever gone. I believe that it is gone.

Blessings, Jodie G.