After my breast conservation operation, I took a rest for more than a month to recuperate before I started my 2nd round of chemotherapy.

As my cancer is a bit more aggressive, therefore my oncologist said that the 2nd round of chemotherapy was necessary.

The 2nd round of chemotherapy consisted of 4 sessions, each lasting 1.5hrs to 2hrs.

During the first session, I was very confident that everything would be the same as the first round of chemotherapy that I just went with an open heart.

At the start of the chemotherapy, I was given an anti nausea pill to prevent me from getting nauseous from the treatment. The nurse started to inject this red chemo drugs into my body through the tube that was poke into my vein ( I think its called tube, hahahaha!). After injecting the red chemo drug, I was put on a drip of another chemo drug and after 1.5 hrs, my 1st session of chemotherapy was over.

The moment I stood up after the chemotherapy session, I felt super lightheaded and very tired. I went straight home and slept. I could not get up from my sleep as I was very tired plus I was feeling very nauseous. I had to force myself to drink water and eat light bites. The next day, the nurse came to my home to give me a booster jab. (A booster jab is required after each session of chemotherapy as its very harsh and it will wipe out all good and bad cells.)

The next few days, I kept drifting in and out of sleep. I was so sick that getting up was a chore. I never expect that I would be so sick as compared to the 1st round of chemotherapy. 5th day after my 1st session of chemotherapy, I fainted in the toilet and best part was I passed out and only woke up after an hour. I had to gathered my last bit of strength to shower as I dirtied myself when I passed out. I contemplated whether to text my sis or not. In the end, I decided to text her. She immediately called my oncologist office and the nurse told her to send me to Mount E A&E immediately.

I was hospitalised as I had some bumps from the fall plus I was very dehydrated. I never knew that I can lose so much weight by not eating for a few days. I was skin and bones. Just my face was chubby hahahah! I was so dehydrated that I was put on drip 24/7 for the first 3 days. I never knew that my sense of smell was so strong that I can smell food that was outside my ward and it made me so sick. The ultimate was when a male nurse walked into my ward and his cologne or perfume was so strong that I went crazy. I kept covering my nose to stop myself from smelling it. The nurses had to assist me when I go to the toilet and shower. I feel so old and fragile at that point of time hahaha.

I was finally discharged on the eve of Chinese New Year. At least, I don’t have to spend my new year in the hospital.

Before my second session, I was very worried as I don’t want my chemotherapy to extend in case my doctor decides to reduce my dosage. Thankfully, my doctor told me that 80% of patients cannot take the full dosage of the meds during treatment so I am not the only one. He informed me that he will reduce my dosage by 20% but the number of sessions still remain unchanged. (Yippee! Great news for me!)

Starting from the 2nd session, I kept experiencing pain in my veins when I underwent my treatment as my veins are getting thinner due to chemotherapy. Other than that, my body was able to handle the post effect of the treatment better.

On my 3rd treatment, the nurse put the tube on a different vein in my hand as the vein that they usually inserted the needle was badly scarred from all the needle insertions. When the nurse was injecting one of the chemo medication into my vein, she realised that it backflow back to the tube. She decided to cleanse it using saline water. The moment she injected the saline water, I turned around and I nearly hit her as it was very painful. I shouted very loudly and cried. She had to remove the needle and let me composed myself first before inserting the needle into another vein. So instead of 2 hours I took about 3.5 to 4 hours to complete the treatment. It was pure torture!

On my last session, everything went on smoothly with just some pain in my veins while undergoing the chemo. That type of pain I can endure. I told my aunt to take a photo of me having my last session of chemo. It’s a day of celebration for me as chemo is worse than operation and I have overcome the treatment! Thank God!

Hahahha, I just thank God for allowing me to endure through chemotherapy!