Interesting Turn of EventsPosted: February 10, 2014
First, my appointment on the 6th of February was positive. The Onc was satisfied for the time being that my lungs were indeed “clear” of communist cancer cells. I only had a lung x-ray for this visit. He did the usual poke, prod, lung listening, etc. My next check-up is a cat scan in May. It will have been 6 months since the last one. Yea!
The visit on the 6th was different in two ways.
First, I had not taken sertraline for a little over a week. I was on the low dose anti-anxiety med and it was very helpful while I was undergoing chemo and the initial check ups after the last treatment. It just took the “edge off” and permitted me to remain focused on the tasks at hand. However comma I needed to come off of it such that I learn to cope without this med.
I experienced a small amount of withdrawal. It was only a 25 mg dose, but I am very sensitive to any med. I was a bit jittery and, as my husband person/caregiver would tell you, I was a bit aggressive at times. Shorter fuse. These symptoms appear to have subsided as of the writing of this post. Now to be candid, I have battled a temper for my entire life. And that battle will resume as “normal” — haha.
The second thing that made this visit to the Onc’s office was how I was treated by the personnel at the center I go to in this area. During the treatment phase, I was encouraged, etc. My husband person said I was a “rock star” given my ability to tolerate the treatments. I am sure it was encouraging to the staff that I completed all 6, given it was “unprecedented.”
When I visited this time, I was treated “normal.” I was basically a visitor to the office, not a “patient.” It felt weird. I wasn’t quite sure what to think for a very short time.
Then I had a “I coulda’ had a V8 moment.” I am now a visitor. Yes, I have follow-up appointments, but the folks at this center have patients with which to deal.
Wow. Changes happening and I am adjusting. The Lord is patient with me. I just hope y’all in the blogosphere can be patient as well. All my not-so-cute idiosyncrasies are going to come back out. All this said …
I are here.