On the tail of losing friends Meridy and Mary in a few short weeks, I received the news on Friday that I was dreading about my lost voice. It turns out that it is cancer related after all.
There is cancer in the lower trachea and the bronchus leading to both lungs. My understanding is that the cancer is pinching on the nerves that go to my larynx, which is why I have lost my voice. The plan is to start on Xeloda, an oral chemotherapy drug, on Monday.
What I’m grateful for today: Anka, for listening and letting me cry on her shoulder this weekend.
One of the challenges of having advanced cancer is that there aren't enough good-news stories. While it may be necessary to go to the 'dark side' at times, I want to create a blog that is about living in the moment and finding joy in the small things.