Was staring outside the window as I was making my oatmeal and coffee for breakfast. Just watching some birds and the rain.
Then it hit me, "Wait how many more days will I be able to look out a window and just watch things like this? I have a time bomb inside of me."
That happens now and again. If I thought like that much at all, this whole thing would be pretty rough. But it goes quickly. Then I realized, I had an appointment in a few hours and Memorial Sloan Kettering. Nothing major, just a port flush that has to be done every 6-8 weeks to prevent bloods clots. Takes a minute or so. But the taste of the flush is something that started bothering me during chemo. Not horrible, probably more association. And the port access stinks. Again, an association with the chemo treatment.
The flush is just one of the things in all of this that acts as a reminder of cancer. Having a needle in your chest for 3 days every two weeks is not as much fun as it sounds. 😉
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