What’s worse than loosing all your taste and smell, having the entirety of your stomach and intestine lining all die at once. Having all three happen at once is a special experience that I would not wish on my enemies.
In this second cycle, the phases of this process are becoming more pronounced. It is now obvious exactly what parts of me are dying and going through their recovery. It’s the digestive tracks turn to be completely down. It’s the weakest I’ll feel and I can start to eat and taste better everyday after I get through the low point. This time the low point lasted four days.
Not too bad at all, I’ve seen alternatives, and I choose to be thankful. It’s so rough, but I can definitely handle this, especially thanks to my amazing care from Cyndy and City of Hope. I literally have no idea how I would make it through this without my wife. I’m the luckiest guy alive.