So the Wheatgrass Happy dance has been performed at the Oncology Centre this morning. It’s nearly 10 am and I’m already down the two bags of anti-nausea muti already. It’s made me feel a bit whoozy but I’m sitting really still so that I don’t get sea-sick. I was a bit worried this morning because I had the shakes. What was great though was getting clear bloods and therefore the confirmation that the post-nasal drip and phlegm cough was not bronchitis, but rather a side-effect of the chemo. It’s the body’s way of getting rid of bacteria, which is actually quite clever given that the other aspects of the immune system might be compromised.
On the drive in, (i’m never sure if I’ll be able to drive myself back after the 5 and a half hour session), Pat was just commenting on how much better I am this time round. Two weeks ago I was battling to walk to the gate, and last night I took the hounds for a walk around the block! Actually I should say, Pepper took us for a drag around the block!
It was absolutely fabulous to have breakfast at “Green with Envy” with Paulette. Even though it was grey and misty and threatening to rain, we commandeered a table on the top terrace, so we could see over the Bay. Good company, good grub and good conversation, what more can a person ask for? It was nice to see Ashley Ross and his fam at the same time, even if briefly. It gave me the opportunity of asking him for his doc thesis, exploring the bridge that Homoeopathy can make between traditional medicine and empirico-rational allopathic medicine. I’m looking forward to reading it, because it’s an issue that is so much on my mind.
Liz B kindly sent me a whole bunch of information about naturopathic cancer treatments, which all sounded terrifically hopeful. Though I didn’t quite know what to make of the comment on the fly that, based on what I saying in my blog, I’m eating “all the wrong things”.
Pat says I’m over-sensitive, because I heard it as “you are suicidal” which I’m sure was not the intention behind it. The comment threw me completely, because I’m really trying to trust my body about what it needs (even though my body has had some misbehaving cells that are possibly not trustworthy). If I look at results since three/four weeks ago, I’ve got stronger and put on weight, and am enjoying eating, especially with friends.
I really would like to know what the wrong things are – the chemo booklet says avoid deep-fried, fatty foods, ultra sweet and sugary things, which I have done though I confess to a couple of mince-pie and and a couple of fries (pinched off Pat’s plate). Or are the ‘wrong things’ too much fruit, too much veg, potjie?
I guess I’m coming down on the side of ‘quality of life’ rather than ‘extended life’. I know beetroot is supposed to be good for me, but raw juiced beetroot even with apple and carrot, makes me feel sick, worse than the wheatgrass shot every morning. I’m taking that as “don’t do it”.
This is a bit of a serious blog, but it all goes towards trying to understand what “everybody knows” about the 500 different types of cancer. i’m looking forward to seeing how Ashley has proposed it can be done.
I’ve got some fun pics of the hounds to post but can’t do that from here so this post will be or there’ll be fun-ner post later.