My countdown is on to the end of my radiation treatments. Five sessions left out of thirty-one.
Mostly, the treatments have not been difficult to handle. And the team who administers them are compassionate and friendly.
I’m just ready to be done.
This entire cancer journey has been one of falling in the minority. When I had my first biopsy, I had “just a small chance” of it being cancer.
Then, before my radical hysterectomy, the surgeon assured us that only a very small percentage of women need any further treatment. He did not expect me to be one of them.
But once again, I won being part of the small group of women who needed radiation. The cancer had not spread, but was more aggressive than first thought. Radiation would significantly increase my chances of not encountering a recurrence.
We met with the radiation oncologist who advised that less than 20 percent of women have any side effects from radiation. It was highly unlikely I’d face the nausea and bowel issues some have experienced. Well, guess what?…Yep—that’s me!
But here I am, starting my LAST WEEK of radiation treatments. And praying that after this I won’t continue to be in the small minority of those who encounter a recurrence.
Thanks for your prayers, cards and words of encouragement. I’ve needed every one of them. Please don’t stop now.
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