Radiation is finally done. It’s time to heal. Unfortunately, you don’t finish one day and then a day or two later be all better. It takes several days up to a week for the cumulative negative effects to end. Then it is another week or two to really heal up. I am five days past my last treatment, and I hope I’ve reached the end of the worst.
The fatigue is much less, but the tender red skin and heat remain. Think bad sunburn. The heat has changed from being all over to being more localized in the treatment area, but much hotter there. I keep thinking that it is a little better today.
To compound all of this, I woke up Thursday night and had to get up. Imagine my surprise when I was swamped with intense pain and my back would not bend. I almost fell down before I could fall back on the bed in shock. Apparently all the getting on and off the treatment table compounded by the stress had caught up with me. The good news, my back has responded nicely to anti-inflammatory drugs and muscle relaxers. I am back to being able to move reasonably well, especially after a round with the heating pad with my coffee. Somehow using a heating pad while being already hot doesn’t sound fun, but it is getting the job done.
My back seems to be an indicator of how I’ve approached this, especially the last week or so. My mental state was head down and plow forward, toughing up and getting through it. It works, but there are consequences. I was so focused on keeping going, that I didn't always take the time to rely on God and let Him give me peace. I just wanted to get done, and I took control, losing my focus on Him for a few days.
Even though I failed to fully rely on God, He has forgiven me, and in His mercy is not holding it against me or punishing me. He remained faithful and stayed with me and waited on me. I know you were praying, because right at the end, I realized I needed to look to Him and hold on to Him. Sure enough, that cross on the ceiling was still there, and on that very last day the new (to me) therapist had to mark me with a small “X” one last time.
So, I am now a survivor. I even had a pin and a certificate to prove it. I’m not sure how many more updates there will be. I see my oncologist later this week for long term care and monitoring plans. Thank you for making the journey with me. Your support has meant so very much.
I do plan to return to my normal blog writing soon. I hope you’ll stop by and see what God has taught me.
Again, thank you and
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