I finished the fifth week of radiation. My skin no longer looks like raw, red meat. Now I look like an over cooked steak! My armpit is very dark brown in color. It looks like I have never ever washed. It is kind of gross looking but the doctor assures me it will fade some in time. The good thing is; summer has ended and I rarely wear sleeveless tops in public anyway. The chest area however is still quite red. The top portion of the rectangle is starting to itch. This, I am told. is common. I apply more lotion to the affected areas. I am really happy that I have not blistered yet. I finally resorted to taking the pain medication but only at night. I was having difficulty sleeping because of the discomfort. Paige referred to me as Wonder Mom. Laughing, I think, “I’m no wonder woman”. Wonder Woman would not take pain pills. Then I remember Wonder Woman is a fictional character and I am not, so I caved and took the pain meds. They helped me get through the nights.
My chemo followed radiation last Friday. I am happy to have the weekend off from any kind of treatment. Yes siree, weekends are my favorite part of the week.
My doctor was pleased when she saw me on Thursday. She has a bubbly personality and talks a lot (like me). In her practice she gives her breast cancer patients a gift when they finish treatments with her. She will be out of the office when I complete my course next week so I received mine early. She handed me a gold colored medallion hanging from a pink ribbon. It had the words “Breast Cancer Survivor” inscribed on it. Survivor is what I intend to be but seeing the word tugged at my heart. As they so often do, my eyes filled with heavy tears that threatened to spill over. Like the surgeon and oncologist, the radiologist reached out to hug me. Don’t get me wrong, I like hugs (I really, really do as Sally Field is known to say) but I am wondering when did doctors start giving them? Do they hug cancer patients because the treatment has been so rough? Or can they read the sign on my heart I thought was invisible that says, “Make me feel special. Encourage me. Tell me I will be a survivor and watch my Four Reasons To Fight (Ethan, Lance, Maxton and Carter) grow up.
Twenty-five treatments are behind me with only five more to go. I am looking forward to Friday of next week. Wherever you are, celebrate with me on that day!