So in the end, I failed chemo, or rather, chemo failed me
Two centimeters wide
Three specialists’ opinions
Four chemo series
Five weeks of radiation
Six appointments with the oncologist
Seven with the radiologist
Eight hairs left on my head
Nine days of a monster radiation burn
Ten fingernails that are dry, discolored, cracked, and split
Except for a diet or two, I’ve never quit anything in my life. When the oncologist said he thought I shouldn’t continue with this part of the protocol because of the severe toxicity I was experiencing (upscale word for side effects), I was both surprised and (almost) relieved.
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