Radiation treatment is done. I cancelled the remaining sessions. This week each treatment seemed to compound my ratings on the crap-o-meter expotentially. Radiation sickness set in big time. Nausea, vomiting, fever, freezing, diarrhea, bloating, fatigue, etc.
And this is preventative medicine? I could very well be cancer free and still I am enduring this?
Had I continued with treatment the symptoms noted above would only become worse. Yesterday I felt like death. I wasn’t about to try and build on that sensation. My doctor told me to listen to my body and it was screaming at me to stop this treatment.
Throughout the course of this whole cancer thing I have never felt as bad as I did yesterday. Not even close. Even after surgery, I had energy and rebounded quickly.
This I could not reconcile. That food was not staying down, that my lower belly was in constant pain and the exhaustion. My pelvic region just feels raw inside. And we are trying to kill a few possible cancer cells that may or may not be floating around?
Radiation was by far the worst treatment for this girl.
Now I just want to focus on healing and getting healthy.
I am at peace with my decision to end treatment at the half way mark. I had an in depth conversation with the doctor and asked about the number 25. That was the number of treatments recommended. It is an average. I made it to 12 rounds. That will have to suffice.
And so it is done.