April; 8 2001
I've been away from you for too long now and I apologize but cancer is not for sissies.
People refer to it as my "battle" against cancer. But I am not battling cancer; I can only endure the horrors as modern medicine battles for me. It is not so much my battle against cancer as it is my battle to remain sane.
I've lost a lot of weight and all of the hair on my body including my eyelashes and eyebrows. I have never felt as weak as I do now, nor did I ever imagine it would be possible to feel this weak for so long and still be kicking.
Such is my mood tonight, the night before my last chemotherapy session. I will be back in the hospital starting tomorrow for at least another week or two while the chemo destroys me.
After, I will be tested to see if the cancer remains; if it does not then I have won; if it does, then the weary fight will continue in a much more severe way.
I have never felt this weak or isolated and because of what awaits me tomorrow I find I'm afraid to go to sleep tonight.
From 1993:
until next time, remember..
when you dance, we are a part of what you feel.
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If you'd like to read more of my cancer updates:
12/10/01
- Pre-Cancer Fears
01/22/01
- Time Becomes a Loop
02/11/01
- The Second Opinion
04/08/01
- Fragility
05/01/01
- Beginning of the End
05/07/01
- Death is my Bitch
05/20/01
- Cancer: The END
06/11/01
- A Trip to San Francisco
6/17/01
- Things I Love After Cancer
07/01/01
- Cancer: Enough Already
12/16/01
- Anniversary
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