Dear Logbook, seventh day of a new life.
Yesterday, my Diary, there was a review of my heart that a great friend offered to do to me. It was an echocardiogram. This test evaluates how the heart is doing and if the potions administered on the high seas (chemo sessions) had affected the heart. Well the answer is no. That is, the heart works normal and we can put under stress as before the treatment. Great news.
Things of life, my Diary. Those who know me know that I suffered and suffer from vaso-vagal reactions. That is to say, that in situations of stress, usually medical issues, I end up releasing stress in an uncontrolled way by getting dizzy. Thing that happened to me in the first analyzes of this expedition. And for example, in this same type of test, which I did on June 4, 2019, it was done with a heart rate of 110 HRB. Yesterday they were between 60-70. This expedition has achieved that my body gradually does not stress to these situations. Something good had to have this expedition, right?
Today, the day like yesterday … rises with temperatures more typical of my land in these dates than we should have in Sweden. Anyway. Once the little sailors have woken up and had breakfast, it will be their turn to take the bikes and get to school, from which I will go home and change and go for a run.
I want to celebrate this great news received yesterday doing something that fills me with pleasure, although the running is not what I enjoy most. I long to swim, or if you hurry me, to be able to do yoga rather than run. But this is only what I can do now. Captain Palma has asked me not to swim, do group yoga, step on a sauna or go to the physical therapist in two months. My defenses have improved a lot, but my immune system is still weak and she believes that it is better to wait a little longer, so this sailor will wait.
Yes it is true that sometimes we do not realize the things have happened. Physically, who sees me tells me that it shows me much better than several months ago. But one thing is the external appearance, yes, I think it is much better, but another is that the body has undergone a very strong and aggressive treatment at the cellular level. The sessions on the high seas receiving potions, and more with the escalated BEACOPP chemo, represent an extreme punishment for the organism. I want to remember that although I did not get sick or suffer infections, for days in every second week of each trip, my body was in a situation of very serious neutropenia, or leukocytes, so the body was without the possibility of possible defense. With this situation, thank God, I could not get infected with anything. This was because of that aggression against all the cells by the potions received. But well, little by little, I will be able to do things that I couldn’t do before.
Anyway, my Diary, after that run, I will meet a friend to eat at an Indian restaurant. And then in the afternoon, turn to rest and continue with English.
And my Diary, every day, for the moment I can tell you something more related to this expedition. You know my Diary, that as long as I can tell you things associated with the damn cancer, I will continue writing to you. I want that if my words here reflected someone finds a glimmer of help, comfort and/or hope to move forward with what is happening, this effort will continue to be worthwhile. And for that anonymous person I will continue to undress before you, my Diary.
And tomorrow my Diary, surely something else.