Stage 2B!!! Thank god it didn’t spread. Yes, radiation on the chest will probably not be fun either, but at least no bone marrow issues. Surgery is on Thursday and chemo is on Monday. It’s finally real. And I’m still mainly just scared by the damn needles. And stressed by the bf’s fragile state of mind and health.
I ache so much. But at least the anti-nausea medicine is doing its job and I’m keeping down food. I’m so sick of feeling this way and I can see how this could mentally wear me down eventually. I need to know that it’s going to get better but I don’t think it will. I think some things might be better (no more stupid swollen lymph nodes) but I can’t even imagine what I might end up facing. I don’t want to use the bf’s downer scenario because I don’t think it will be like that. What I should do is talk to other patients and join a support group but I’m too run down.
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