Now that Labour Day is here, it's time to refine the plans:
- Sometime this month, I'll have a portacath inserted in my upper chest to prepare for more chemotherapy in October.
- I have numerous appointments with oncologists, socials workers, pain management folks, and so on, to prepare for the next phase of treatment.
- I'll also try to gain more weight. I'm up above 160 pounds (72 kg), which was easy, but going further seems to be a bit of an effort—I need to eat more than I might want to put on weight consistently.
- Once I've regained some more strength around the end of the month, we'll start more chemotherapy.
- I'll be getting three different drugs through the portacath, in a sequence that has me one day at the Cancer Agency, two more days of treatment at home, then two weeks off—for six months or so.
We've dealt with the cancer in my bowels. As far as we know, it's gone. The chemo is to address the metastases in my lungs. I hope we can get rid of those as well.
Labels: cancer, chemotherapy, fatigue, hospital, ileostomy, pain, surgery