Goth chick? Or just Gone chick?

News on my treatment......

Here I am once again....no hair. Oh well. But we did have fun with it. We got wasted and then shaved it into a mohawk! It was hilarious! We spiked it up and then I put on some tough biker chick outfit for fun. Loved it. I'll post some of those. I'm sorry that my posts are coming out as one big paragraph but I am using my sister's computer in Florida, and for some reason it won't let me enter and continue on another line. I had the results of my first CT scan given to me, as many of you already know. The CT scan said that my cancer is stable. No progression, no regression. I have to admitt I was a little disappointed by that at first. I wasn't expecting a miracle but I just had a feeling it was doing more than what it did. I mean my skin metastisis has cleared up really well. It's a lot flatter, less red and kind of scabby like it's trying to heal. That has NEVER happened before with any chemo. When I saw that I was ecstatic. It's been the toughest to get rid of with this Inflammatory cancer. I won't "look a gift horse in the mouth" as they say. No progress is good news. I've also never had that before. It has always progressed. If this aggressive crap wants to try to hold onto me, it can keep trying because I have a feeling this treatment is going to kick the crap out of it in the long run, I just hope my body doesn't give up before my spirit does. I have had nonstop diahrrea with each treatment and I am so sick of it. It starts the second day after treatment and lasts almost the whole week and usually clears up the day before my next treatment (I get treated every Tuesday). I had to go to the emergency room a few weekends ago because I started having very bloody stools. It scared the hell out of me. Turns out my colon is just irritated or something. No shit. I'd say it was irritated?!? What a diagnosis. So since then I haven't had the blood. I'm glad. I spend my days trying to come up with things to do. I've already talked my sister into letting me help her renovate her kitchen and we have painted the furniture on her porch. I'm going to tile her kitchen counters. I thought it sounded like fun. I taught her how to crochet now she is addicted like me! We bring crochet to the cancer center when I go for treatment. It usually lasts about 6-8 hours because I get four treatment bags that have to be infused over a certain amount of time. I noticed they don't have enough blankets so I am crocheting a blanket for them with a new stitch I taught myself, the cornflower stitch. She's making an afghan for her husband first, then she'll do one for the cancer center. So I am trying to keep busy, I just get a little bored and depressed every once-in-a-while. It's not too bad. I am going home next week so I can see the hubby. I can't wait!!