I’m a couple of days late, but Tuesday night wrapped up Brady’s eleventh chemotherapy cycle!
The whole chemo thing has just been a ride 😅 The first few cycles were daunting and scary. We had SO long to go. The beginning was just tough. Then, from the first dose of his seventh cycle, it felt like we could actually take deeper breaths, because we were officially on the other side of it. Moving towards the end. But then the cycles got harder. With every passing round, Brady is affected worse. And while we breathed easy for a couple rounds, they felt harder and harder, because the end was coming closer and closer. You know how that last stretch of waiting for something feels like it takes an eternity? Ya. Its like that. But what I can tell you about this cycle is that, while Brady was once again affected negatively, sick and exhausted, we know there is ONE LEFT. ONE!
For the first time, I can honestly say I am anticipating the next chemo cycle. I’m ready. I want it over with. Brady feels the same, though he is obviously not excited for the hassle and struggle that comes with it. We are both ready for chemo to be in our rear view, thats for sure!
I’ve referred to Brady’s chemo cycles as his menstrual cycle before, right? #sharkweek
At his pre-chemo appointment last week, Brady inquired what the next step was. As in, after chemo. Is that truly the end of his cancer treatment? Because that’s never been really officially confirmed. You’ve heard me spiral about how he’s having the longest cancer treatment cycle with absolutely NO tumour to be seen on his scans. There is nothing to watch shrink, or grow. So. Is this the end? Or will he remain on this form of “maintenance chemo” for longer? Do you want to know their answer?
We’ll talk about that at next month’s appointment.
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So we have the pleasure of waiting for that, where we will know the plan for who knows how long with absolutely no warning. Cool. Cool cool cool.
My vote is that Brady is DONE with cancer treatment, and we follow up with MRIs like he has been doing. His next one is due to happen in June. So maybe we’ll go from there. But I hope very much to continue on with our life at that point, without any ties to any scary treatment anymore.
Whew!
One more round.
Five more days.
Twenty-five more pills.
And then we’ll blow cancer a kiss, bid it adieu, and carry on 💜
Speaking of carrying on, here’s a song for you to listen to. Its a tear jerker for me, but very relevant.
Take care, all.