I really can't believe I am walking into the hospital for my 10th dose. My perception of time feels so off. I was wishing away the slow passing weeks but now they are finally fleeting away. Nearing the end, I find myself reflecting on my experience. Initial thoughts of anxiousness, days I felt strong, times that demanded bravery... I am realizing how much I have been through and all I have learned. Also, thinking about 'normal life' is strange. What will not having chemo be like? Due to covid, how careful will I need to be and for how long? Questions I have no guess for.
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