The First ABVD Cancer Treatment




My thoughts are racing, and any kind of sleep is nonexistent. No-one can tell you what it's genuinely like to have a toxic mixture stream down a plastic tube that enters your chest skin and into your veins only to slowly fill your body with poison.


Every symptom or experience is not the same because we are all born differently, and our bodies are unique. Some people get infused and can go to work right after. Others can run a fever high enough to check them into the hospital.

I prepared for this day, both mentally and physically. Luckily, I had my little brother to humorously tell me what to expect from the "red devil" medicine that makes you pee a different color to the extreme fatigue. My "chemo bag" consists of healthy food choices, mints, a journal, several bottles of water, and a journal. I plan to flush as much poison out as possible by drinking water consistently. My bag may eventually grow as I gain knowledge through each experience, but what's most important is that we refuse to let these unfortunate moments get the best of us.

This is the beginning. It's the start of a journey that I never anticipated. It's a chapter we are currently writing in what seems like a fiction book. This is all new to me, and I'm hoping God has bigger plans for my life. The fight officially starts today.