Tomorrow is the big day!
Well, at least one of six big days.
To be kicked when I’m down.
I have such mixed emotions. I’m scared. I really am – more than I have ever been scared before. I’m in the worst physical condition I have been in so far during this battle – and am facing the biggest challenge yet— and it’s not the chemo that scares me!
So – I have resigned myself to solitary confinement for the next nine weeks to stave off possible infection. I can do this – I know. I have resigned myself to the pain of the Neulasta – somewhat. I remind myself to make no plans, that I will be worse before being “cured” fully, and that the “end” justifies the “means”. Who knew there would be an appropriate time to use that phrase?
I am scared, but not defeated.
I’m in the home-stretch.