Just wanted to give you a quick update on how I'm doing.
I checked in with the doctor yesterday and my red blood cells were definitely on the low side, which like last time, explains while I feel tired all the time. There is nothing really to be done for it, except maybe eat more beef, which I'm happy to oblige.
My brain has been clearing up too, though I haven't picked up on a few cues where a good teasing was intended; instead taking them too literally. I did work in a good comeback in the end, but I'd already shown my hand at that point. Luckily, it was a good friend and there was plenty of grace.
One of the fun 'benefits' of the chemo was that it would push me into an early menopause, I'm sure that's news the men blog readers are interested in; sorry, but it is one of the facts. Since the tumor was estrogen receptor positive if I get helped along that path then it further reduces the risk of recurrence and that is absolutely a good thing and why I bothered to mention it.
I will spare you the details, but I think the most common symptom that the world is familiar with are hot flashes. We'll I have had my share lately, thank you very much, and I've also been unable to sleep well because of it.
Last Tuesday night it finally dawned on me. It is as if I've been thrown into the fiery furnace with Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, or Rack, Shack, and Benny if you are Veggie Tales fan; watch it here.
The good news is that while RS&B were in the fiery furnace they were not in there alone. The account in Daniel clearly shows a fourth person in the furnace with them, commentators believe to be pre-incarnate Jesus. The fire had not harmed their bodies, Not a hair on their head was singed, please insert your version of the lack of hair joke here. Their clothes were not scorched, and they did not smell like fire.
In the end King Nebucanezer praised God too, that God could save the young men in a furnace that was seven times hotter than usual because they would not break the First Commandment, you shall have no other gods besides me. We should fear, trust and love the Lord above all things. That last part was J's memory verse this past week, so it's quite fresh on my mind.
The plus side of having no hair is that the sweat on my brow catches the breeze of the fan easily to cool things off.
I'm thankful that I'm not alone through this either, and that we have a well air conditioned house.