Friday, August 14, 2015

Okay.  Despite any reports or evidence to the contrary, I am alive.  This is a definite certainty.
Everything else… well…

Chemo is nasty.  I mean I can understand why so many people would like to delude themselves into thinking that there is a better (easier) way to fight cancer, with kale smoothies and crystals and aromatherapy.  I'll have a much longer Ranty-McRant post on this garbage later…

But basically there isn't a lot of choice on this one.  Chemo is like- “Come with me, if you want to live” And, uh … I do.  So super chemo fun times.  

In order for the cancer cells in my boob and armpit to die a lot, some normal cells, in basically every part of my body, have to die a little.  This isn't really that tragic, I mean all cells die, that’s what they do.  There are tons of cells in your body dying right now (just probably not as many as in mine)

But let me just say… and take the kids out of the room.  Chemo fucking sucks.  It is the worst thing I have ever had to do. Cancer fucking sucks. My friends, if there is anything you can do to increase your odds of NOT having to do this, please do.  Please, please, please, stop smoking.  Please stop eating horribly or drinking heavily. Reduce stress… get some exercise… floss.  Of course, I wasn't overweight, I didn't smoke, or drink (heavily) or have any of the other risk factors and this happened to me anyway, but that is beside my point.  If there are things that are within your control, please take control. Because, I probably love you and don't want you to have to do this.

In happier news, there are 5 embryos awaiting our cancer “journey” to be over and become little DeGarmo-Bodensteiners… BodenGarmos…DeBodensteins… GarSteinmos… This is going to be tricky…

Before this post comes to a close, I'd just like to take a second to acknowledge how amazing Jarrod is, for those of you that don't already know.  And, I can do this without embarrassing him, because he isn't reading these.  He’s letting me have this blog thing  as a private catharsis of sorts …open to the whole internet…Umm, anyway,  I really don't know how I would be doing this without him.  He is, by far, the most caring, patient, selfless person I know, and I feel so fortunate to be loved by him.  Okay, just wanted all of you to experience a touch of nausea too, so we can feel closer.