Archive of a Breast Cancer Survivor
The last application of chemo was postponed. I contracted the flu and my white blood cell count was showing an infection. Rather than risk the chances of hospitalization, I opted to wait out the illness for a week, cancel the chemo and continue the following Friday with the last session. Mixed feelings, of course. Depression sets in as I seek the final stages of chemo to be completed. How much more can I take? And yet I somehow feel grateful that it’s only a week away, once again. I tell myself I will get through this. I have no other way to react but with the voice of eternal concern, for solace and comfort. To put it simply, though I have moments that challenge the core of who I am, deep inside I know the finish line is only days away.