Where's My Hair?

I thought it appropriate to mention that the last scans were good. (Mild celebration.) I'm heading back in the direction I was headed in the first time through high dose, and my reward was, of course, more high dose (eventually; see story). At least a few more rounds, they said. In fact, their recommendation was to keep doing high dose "until I can't take it anymore."

The very next round, the fourth, sent me spinning on a four-day barf-fest spent predominantly in the fetal position, in which I lost 10 pounds, but the fact of the matter is that they don't really know what to do after we finish the however-many rounds of high dose to "get things back in check." Problem is: I don't know how much longer I can take it!

So, after my 20th (total) round of high dose chemo, I can adequately say that I've had enough of it and am looking forward to finding something else that works. I have, in the meantime, agreed to at least two more rounds, which will make six on this regimen, since we did those last scans after three. And I'll work on those docs to have a solid plan in place when the time comes (again) to put this high dose chemo in the rearview.