One step forward, two steps back
It seems that every time I start to feel myself again, something new comes along to knock me back. This time it’s neuropathy. It started as a tingling in my fingers and toes, and has now spread to become an overall numbness and loss of feeling in my hands and my legs from the knees down. If you’ve been following my story, you know how important my hands are to me. Every different creative outlet I have requires the use of my hands. As of today, I am constantly dropping whatever I pick up, stumbling around when I walk, and finding it hard to feel much in my limbs. It takes ten times as long to type, and I look like a toddler when I attempt to eat while my food jumps from my fork. Not cool, Cancer. So not cool.
I’m waiting on a call from my doctor to find out what my options are, if any. I read up a little more about neuropathy, and it looks like there are options to lessen the effect, but nothing that works to completely restore my feeling. Boooooo. This is something that typically lasts for years. Boooooo. Among the treatements are several options I won’t be able to use because I’m allergic to them. Boooooooo. I want my hands back. I WANT MY HANDS BACK.