Picture taken 1st day after Chemo, Dec 2020 I’m not going to lie or beat about the bush on this post, spoiler alert, it was shit. Not a bit rubbish, or exaggerated for effect, and I’m certainly not going to roll it in glitter to make it seem better than it was. It was truly one of the worst experiences of my life. I have never felt more like I have cancer than when I was receiving that poisonous cocktail every three weeks, the one that was designed to save my life. After receiving my diagnosis at the end of September, I was scheduled to have my first round of chemotherapy at the very beginning of December. It may seem like a long time to wait, but I had to have various scans and the colonoscopy before I could have the treatment. Considering the lockdowns and restrictions for Covid, I felt blessed to be in the system at all. I was scheduled to receive a combination known to all in the biz as Capox, a combination of Capecitabine and Oxypalitine. Given in 3 week cycles. An intravenou...