hotcoffee
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I found out October 1, 2014 that my colon cancer has spread. Now it's stage 4 with metastasis peri-umbilical mass. Doc says it's terminal.... months if I do nothing and maybe I can buy a couple of years with chemo and surgery followed by more chemo. It's still in my colon [according to the last colonoscopy].... may be in my stomach.... the surgeon wants me to have a tube put down my throat to look inside my stomach. It's also on a gland in my abdomen and there's a spot on my kidney [and on a separate note my kidney keeps producing boulders that slam me in the hospital for surgery sporadically].
I'm on chemo 5-FU every other week. I spend 3 days sleeping through the chemo, then two days fighting nausea, poopies, severe fatigue and chemo brain. The week in between chemo sessions I go to work to pay for the insurance so I can do it some more.
I refuse to poop into a bag.... flat out can not handle it. I had a surgery years ago and they sent me home with a catheter that I took out myself because I just could not handle it. I had a cast on my foot after a riding accident and I took that off after a few days because I had three kids to keep up with. I know I cannot handle pooping into a bag.... so that is a line I have drawn in cement.
The worst part.... I mean the absolute worse part of all this is what it's doing to my Gary. He has loved me since the day we met. I actually saw him in a dream before we met. We expected to grow old together. We're best friends and now I'm leaving him. My girls are all handling alright.... but they are still upset about it.
I plan to leave with grace. After all I believe I'll go to Heaven when I leave here.... I just hate to leave my Gary.... We've been together for 30 years.... we planned to be together for 30+ more....
I feel for those of you who are in the same boat.... it's horrible.... I'm sorry for you....
I'm on chemo 5-FU every other week. I spend 3 days sleeping through the chemo, then two days fighting nausea, poopies, severe fatigue and chemo brain. The week in between chemo sessions I go to work to pay for the insurance so I can do it some more.
I refuse to poop into a bag.... flat out can not handle it. I had a surgery years ago and they sent me home with a catheter that I took out myself because I just could not handle it. I had a cast on my foot after a riding accident and I took that off after a few days because I had three kids to keep up with. I know I cannot handle pooping into a bag.... so that is a line I have drawn in cement.
The worst part.... I mean the absolute worse part of all this is what it's doing to my Gary. He has loved me since the day we met. I actually saw him in a dream before we met. We expected to grow old together. We're best friends and now I'm leaving him. My girls are all handling alright.... but they are still upset about it.
I plan to leave with grace. After all I believe I'll go to Heaven when I leave here.... I just hate to leave my Gary.... We've been together for 30 years.... we planned to be together for 30+ more....
I feel for those of you who are in the same boat.... it's horrible.... I'm sorry for you....
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