Cycle 3, Day 14
It's been a while. I've lost all my hair. Visited the chemo suite a few times. And been significantly more active outside of my apartment than I was last year. It hasn't been easy, and it's been slow going, but we're more than half way to my next CT scan, which is still a major treatment milestone for me. Like last year, it's two groups of six cycles and a CT scan to complete this treatment plan.
I started this treatment plan with some digestive symptoms, a lot of nausea and vomiting, and a mild-medium pain in my right kidney. Digestive problems remain pretty constant, but the cause is chemotherapy, not cancer, now. At this point I can tell pretty easily. I still experience a fair amount of nausea, but it's limited to the treatment part of the cycle, a huge quality of life improvement. My kidney is doing better, and no longer causes discomfort, but will require monitoring for the rest of my life (it's part of my standard bloodwork, though).
We're back in the swing of things, the rhythm of treatment is normal again, and it feels as good as this sort of thing can.
They were giving me hydration, which is just IV saline water, to help flush the chemo out of my body after treatment. We don't know if I need it, but we gave it a go because of the kidney
You can see the line running from my port up to my jugular
Fancy dress, maximum hair extent
At the Big Nickle in Sudbury
Sometimes you've got to cuddle a cat to punish her a bit
My goose friend, Frigg
The beard is getting a little (a lot) patchy
A half volume beard is way itchier than a full one, it needed to go
I got tired of vaccuming more James hair than Thomasin hair, so it had to go
Christmas kitty
From the comments
James Petrosky: 
Bonus Thomsin!
James Petrosky: It's harder for me to talk about things this time around. It's all so normal now. It's cycle three, but it's also cycle twentyish. I don't have anything new or interesting to say about chemotherapy. And we're not working towards something exciting, we're doing it all because it's part of the assumptions that go into the prognosis calculation. It's how I get my year. Which is hugely meaningful to me, and those around me, but it's not sexy like major surgery.
Human beings will adjust to anything.
Cycle 8 Day 6
I'm happy to report I can still physically cope with long trips. The weather was pretty rough for the first leg, but it wasn't too physically or mentally taxing and I was able to finally make the trip home.
Cycle 8 Day 1
This is the most I'll I've felt in a number of cycles. Hopefully it's nothing rest won't solve, the reschedule really threw me off. I needed extra nausea medication at the chemo suite, which is a new one for me.
I'll have my take home baby bottle until Friday morning, which forces my Decemberween travel date to Saturday. Saturday, we are expecting a major winter storm. Here's hoping that the luck I'm not feeling with the chemo holds on the weather, but I'm not holding my breath.
Cycle 5, Day 7
I haven't felt as good as I have this week in a long time. Having energy is nice, and not as common as it used to be, but what's usually missing is the focus to be able to do anything, and the ability to take joy from activities.
With the help of the cancer centre social worker, I've got what I need to join support groups by and for cancer patients. I've even got a good lead on some groups that are all young people (I'm still a young person in cancer circles, apparently), which I'm really hoping can help with the social isolation that my immune system and the coming winter force on me.
This is actually from Monday, but it was a pretty uneventful day.
Hanging with Cattbutt in the purple light
My outdoor lights are done
The outdoor lights