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Week 8 - Cycle 4

This marks the end of the first set of chemotherapy drugs - I've reached a milestone!  One hurdle out of the way and on to the next.

In two weeks time I start another round of chemo with a different drug and I am hopeful that I'll be able to tolerate that as well. When the treatment starts, it will be weekly for 12 weeks - that is, if I am able to take the treatments for the full 12 cycles.

This week has been a little longer to pass than others, I've had to take more nausea meds than in previous cycles, but I have crossed this bridge.

So this is what I look like now, getting #4 - a little pale, but still in relatively good shape.
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