This blog within a blog will discuss cancer and all of my fears, hopes and expectations for a positive outcome—full and complete recovery. In addition, I plan to throw in some latest medical research. All cancer patients are interested, to some degree, in research and the latest medical findings; I am no exception.
Beef Brisket: The smell of a juicy roast beef brisket, with potatoes and vegetables,
only improves its taste. But chemo does odd things to the human senses and the appetite.
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Nausea, on the other hand, persists in some form, although still manageable. This, of course, affects the appetite, since eating is a matter of the senses and over-all sense of well-being. If you are tired, it's also hard to build an appetite, let alone sit at a table and eat. This explains to a great degree why unwell persons, often the elderly, often fail to thrive; they don't have much of an appetite, and thus they don't eat and obtain the necessary nourishment their body and mind requires. It becomes a battle to overcome the desire not to eat, as strange as that sounds to some. And yet it's very real and problematic.
Now, I have not thankfully reached that point, and I hope that I never will. And yet I do notice that I can't enjoy my food with the same relish as I would like. Despite being on the lanky side, I have always enjoyed eating, trying out various international cuisines and allowing my well-defined senses of taste and smell to help me appreciate the meal. Eating in my estimation and thinking ought to be an enjoyable experience; it remains so in my case, but albeit with diminished enjoyment. The good news is that I have gained all but 4 kg of the weight that I lost as a result of my colon surgery, and now weigh 67 kg.
There is also the matter of drinking cold liquids, which I must assiduously avoid for the first week after chemo; the tingling in my throat and lips makes it undesirable to drink a refreshing glass of orange juice, or a glass of mineral water, or anything else cold. So, I drink hot drinks like tea, coffee, and even hot orange juice, which has a remarkably different taste. I have not yet tried warm beer, and I doubt that I will; the thought makes me nauseous.
I now mark my time, knowing that this is all part of the expected outcome, and it is only temporary. My last session (no. 12) of chemo treatment is around mid-July; afterward I plan a party to celebrate.
A Cold Glass of Beer: Such a refreshing frothy drink will be welcome in July,
when my chemo treatments are expected to end; it's something to look forward to,
with great enjoyment.