Last week my doctor switched up my chemo regmine after a not so favorable CT scan. I knew this was coming. It wasn’t a surprise. But it was still an anxiety producing moment. It’s interesting how you can know something is coming, and yet even though you are fully aware in your head, it doesn’t sink in until it is upon you.
I was nervous about this treatment, as it is one step away from the treatment that put me in the hospital for a week. Not a good time. That was the first treatment I had after my diagnosis. So, this treatment, though not exactly the same, touch a soft spot that I had been carrying around.