Ray’s Blog

This is what I have been predicting. I couldn’t make it in to work on Monday because I still had not recovered from this last session of chemo. This is when I need to stay strong, as the good days get taken away from me. I made it in to get my last neumega shot and I did still go to my therapy session but I was kind of a mess. In fact, on the way home from my therapy I almost got into an accident around the bridge which is a bad spot for anyone but apparently especially for me now since usually I’m fine there. I’m not even half way through and at this rate I’ll be dead before it’s all over. I’ve heard that they want to bring you to the brink of death so they know it’s working. So it looks like I’m well on my way towards reaching that goal. Before leaving the cancer center this last time, I was making my usual appointments and, after I had finished, the receptionist asked if that was all I needed. I said why don’t we do some extra chemo this week, I love this stuff. It brought a laugh but underscores that no one if they had a choice would ever do this therapy except if it meant life or death. And it does.