Another shot

 I was on here looking for my blog url to try to print the entire blog but decided to post.

I have my Faslodex shots tomorrow (actually today now) and I’m feeling so over it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful every day that I’m still alive! I’m just tired of going in every month and waiting. Sometimes it’s quick and other times I sit there for over an hour. I’m in the chemo room and I feel for everyone in there getting treatments. I want to cry when I hear the nurses explaining what to expect to new patients. I see women with hats hiding hair loss. And I don’t talk to anyone. And I follow the nurse to a bathroom. I actually prefer the bathrooms to the other rooms because there’s a rail I can grip. Relax the right leg. Jab. Relax the left leg. Jab OUCH! “Ok, see you next month.”

And I think of the doctor at U of M. I’m still here.