Some of you are up to date with how I am doing with all my treatments, but for those of you who are not - here is the latest. I recently had my third round (3 of 12 - so 25% done) of treatment this past Friday 02/18/2011. The day started the same as the past two treatments - chemo from 10-2 with me doing relatively well during treatment, only starting to turn white and become fatigued near the end of the treatment. As the night went on it became very exhausting - more so than both previous rounds. Yes I took the walk of shame and shed a couple, JUST A COUPLE : ), tears from the pain. Each round has gotten a little harder to endure as is expected - this time with pain throughout my body, muscle and bones, nausea, fatigue, exhaustion, and the like. Earlier in the week my hair began to thin out, not coming out in chunks but rather thinning out every time I showered and when I woke up in the moring more and more hair strands were on my pillow. Because of this I decided it was time to shave my head, I MISS MY HAIR - I want the fauxhawk back, and so does Kathryn lol. The reason I bring this up is because every time I rub my head or turn my head over on my pillow my scalp feels like somebody is stabbing me with 1,000 needles, such a weird side effect. One of the more annoying side effects though has been the constant taste of 'metal nausea' as I have come to describe it in my mouth which then makes me nauseous, thus a never ending cycle. Even with all the horrible side effects I find the strength to endure with the help of my faith, my relationship with Christ, and again the best friends and family I could ask for. Six months is but a grain of sand in the grand scheme of things - I do not look forward to the remaining treatments but I remind myself to keep the end goal in sight - beating this thing and living life!
With any trial in life comes hardship, as my family and I are currently experiencing, yet we remain greatful for the many blessings we have been given. Kathryn and I were seeking some counsel in regards to this and we turned to our Bishop. I hope I don't offend any of you with the following segment on faith, but know my faith runs deep and is something I rely on so I feel it just to share with you, and know that I respect all of your faiths and even no faith if that is your belief. Our Bishop shared a scripture with us that hit home and was exactly what I needed to hear. From Alma 34; 37-38 we read:
'And now, my beloved brethren, I desire that ye should remember these things, and that ye should work out your salvation with fear before God, and that ye should no more deny the coming of Christ;
That ye contend no more against the Holy Ghost, but that ye receive it, and take upon you the name of Christ; THAT YE HUMBLE YOURSELVES EVEN TO THE DUST, and worship God, in whatsoever place ye may be in, in spirit and in truth; AND THAT YE LIVE IN THANKSGIVING DAILY, for the many mercies and blessings which he doth bestow upon you.'
When I heard these things I thought to myself, you can literally lose everything - be it your house, your car, your job, your hair lol, and be thrown what can seem like unbearable trials (like cancer lol), yet when we are down to even dust we must not turn our back on the Lord but rather turn to him in humility and know that as we are faithful we can overcome all things, and even when it seems like we have lost everthing, we are still rich with many blessings. The Lord can give us a taste of what we are entitled to, and how we react during those times, whether we lose our faith our grow stronger in our faith, will determine the blessings which we will receive.
I am greatful for all my blessings and pray that others will recognize the blessings with which they have been given. Thank you everyone for helping me carry on the fight!
P.S. - below is my mohawk after shaving my head, don't worry - Kathryn didn't let me keep it : )