My Big Feet

Hey, looks like I haven't blogged in a while. Guess that's because, until a few days ago, things were pretty quiet - or maybe I'm getting used to the 'chemo effect'. What a crappy thing to get used to! I'd much rather be getting used to sitting on the nice, hot beach under an umbrella with a cool drink. But, then something comes along to jolt you out of your stupor. My feet and hands have revolted - and they are revolting to see! Red, somewhat swollen and tender. I keep bashing my hands into things and the cuts take ONE MONTH to heal. Can't walk right and I have these attractive blisters on my hands. Bubonic Plague, anyone? Oy! So, I talked to the Oncologist. She's going to postpone my next chemo treatment until my extremities behave. What the heck happened? One minute I'm the poster girl for getting through chemo, the next minute I'm down for the count. Down, for now maybe, but not out! I will sit down and put my feet up for a few days and carry on with the program as soon as possible. Gotta keep hammering those cancer cells!