NotChemo Day 6, Radiation Days 24-28: The End in Sight

This was a good week.

Read that again, because I'm guessing that most people, at this point in their treatment, can't say this. But this was a good week.

When we last visited our intrepid hero, he was a little down in the dumps. Symptom had stacked upon symptom, and for the millionth time, we wondered whether the cure was worse than the disease.

But on the way to NotChemo this week, he said "Actually, I'm surprised. I thought I would feel worse than this."

Nothing stops you in your tracks quite like an unexpected turn of phrase.

This is a guy who has to "eat" through a feeding tube, "drink" via a saline drip, live with pain described as a 5 (with 1 being no pain and 10 being the worst pain imaginable) pretty much all the time, cough up mucous so thick that you can hear "Anticipation" playing in the background, take a thousand different pills for each of these various symptoms and then sleep somewhere in the neighborhood of 16 hours a day.

"I thought I would feel worse than this."

That's a guy I want to be married to. Oh, thank goodness. I am. :-)

So really, that's about the only update for the week. The doctor wasn't in this week, so I have nothing to report from the doctor. The lady who puts stickers on the NotChemo bag wasn't in this week, so I have no pictures of fun stickers. He slept through the entire treatment—which you've all seen before, so no need to show that again. He has no new symptoms, he doesn't feel any worse than last week, and nothing really changed.

Except his attitude, which inexplicably took a turn for the better this week, just when you'd think he couldn't take any more.

"I thought I would feel worse than this."