I'm starting this to people can understand my experience dealing with cancer, especially during COVI-19.
I got my diagnosis on the16th of November. It was recommended that I go to Boston the next day for tests. I was told I'd be there a week, but it ended up being 3. I had no interest in food at all. I ended up having all kinds of problems.
I ended up getting Colostomy bag. My heart was in defibrillation, I had a couple of fevers. It took me a while to bounce back, but I did, so much so that the d.s and nurses were "impressed". I got to the point where I was walking laps around the nurses' station. The station is surrounded by rooms, so they have. quick access, and a nice amount of space to make it worth while. On one of my loops, I noticed a poster on the wall with dogs and their names. On the flip side you could see who owned the dogs. They made me use a walker, and at 1st have someone with me, but within a few days, I sped up, so they said they didn't need anyone with me.
I had all kinds of tests, CT scans, an X ray. I know I don't have diabetes. One good thing anyway. Warming blankets new lovely at the hospital.
Another thing they found was awn excess of Ecoli (oh joy!) that I had to get rid of before I could have my port put in (a port is a devise where they put the drugs through. You can also get your blood tests through, so less poking.
I finally was able to get it about a week ago, and I started my Chemo on Wed. More to come
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