Medical Ironies from a Cheese Whore

Feb 23, 2007 00:36

Cancer is full of irony. It's a disease that's not degenrative, rather one that is there because something is growing too fast or in the wrong place. You treat cancer by imbibing poisons that if put in the body in the wrong proportions or even in the wrong timing, can kill the body. Cancer makes you feel ill, but not nearly as ill as that with which you treat it, Chemotherapy. And lastly, chemo makes you feel tired all the time, but the chemicals they give you actually wake up your brain considerably, thusly causing incredible insomnia.

It is of the last irony that I write this evening. I have another treatment tomorrow, and can't fall asleep. I keep taking fun things like vicodin, percoset, and lorazapam to get to sleep otherwise, but I don't want to get dependant on them for starters. Also, I don't really like the side effects, such as feeling sluggish all day and not wanting to do anything worthwhile.

I'm also getting some weird side effects from the chemo. My biceps have started to lose feeling. I remember them telling me that I may lose feeling in my fingertips, but I don't know if you're supposed to lose feeling in other places, so I have to ask about that. I've also got this incredibly itchy spot on the back of my left leg. It itches almost constantly, there's no rash, no bumps, no sign of a bite any where... it just itches. And it's SO ANNOYING! I've now scratched it to the point that it's painful as well, so that's a fun bonus. Also, I'm not losing weight very fast. I'm actually maintaining my weight, which by medical standards, is great, but by the standards of getting married in December, is bad. I've also developed an odd addiction to string cheese. Pretty much cheese in general. Cheetos, String Cheese, Cheese Queso... I'm a cheese whore. It's very very sad.
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