The bad. I lost 44 pounds from the time I started treatment.
The good. Everything else. I had basically maintained my weight from last Monday. The day I had my last radiation. Maybe lost 2 pounds. He said my throat looked great. That it should start healing more within the next couple of weeks.
That I will start to get more taste back. That it won't hurt as bad to swallow. I really look forward to that.
But he wanted me to come over there and get fluids today and tomorrow. Urggh okay. But not 2 liters, just one. I wanted to strangle him. When they access my port, they have to flush it with an anti coagulant.
If you've ever donated platelets, you know that weird taste you get when they do the first return? The one that makes your gums hurt? Yeah, that taste. That's what it tastes like.
I asked the nurse one day, why, I couldn't taste anything else, but I could taste that s#!t. She couldn't explain it. I can taste some things a little bit now. Not much, and not well, but I can taste the grape in the crangrape. It sort of reminds me of communion.
Today I went and got a liter of fluids.
Where you go into the Kirkland Cancer Center, there is a shop called Inspirations. When I started going there for my treatment, they had a bunch of pink flamingos in the display. When we had to take Brayden with us a couple of times, Brayden would yell that he LIKES PINK FLAMINGOS.
Yesterday when we went in, the flamingos were gone. I think I've figured out where they went.
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