Saw my oncologist today. She’s holding chemo until the 9th, and I have to take a ten day course of antibiotics. Poop.
My tumor markers are through the roof, bro. I’m hoping that’s because of inflammation from the infection. Because otherwise…
My left eye seems to be getting worse. The MRI on the 3rd can’t get here fast enough.
I’m trying not to freak out, but it’s getting harder.
My ex is going out of town on Wednesday and has asked me to check in on his mom while he’s gone. She’s having wrist surgery on Tuesday. I said yes, of course, but it kind of feels like a big ask given everything I have going on. Hopefully I won’t be sick while he’s gone. And hopefully everything will go smoothly for her.
The only silver lining to missing chemo is that I’ll hopefully be well enough to enjoy NYE. Fingers crossed.