So much and yet so little has changed. My mom has started chemo and it wasn’t a disaster, she was a little tired possibly due to the pill they gave her to lower her blood pressure but other than that effects were minor. One down and I believe 14 left to go. Things are looking up. We all thought the chemo would be a nightmare but they’ve given her an arsenal of pills to combat everything from nausea to general crappiness.
But more than that has changed, I’ve been thinking the worst possible outcomes for everything and now I’m back to just not thinking about the outcome. I’m not going to say there is going to be a good outcome because that’s rare with stage iv cancer but I can say I’m just not going to think about it. I’m going to enjoy the time I do have with my mom and not let it spiral into negativity. Here’s to not knowing the outcome and to all the freedom that brings.