Oh Kinky the worry is endless. When they are doing great you/I worry that the CHEMO is not doing enough and then they want to up it which you know means they will not be so great.
It is good that your DD's counts have held, her body is coping with that aspect, but it's hard when you know it will make them feel poorly to increase.
Glad they are taking action to try and reduce her iron levels. By taking 500 mls a month how long do they think it will take to bring it down to a more acceptable level? Or do they need to increase this level over time?
My son had dangerously high creatinine levels on one block of his CHEMO and went into beginnings of renal failure. It seemed an agonisingly slow time for them to sort it out and to bring the levels down. It has reduced his chances of having an extra CHEMO added into the mixture as his kidney function has not yet recovered enough. Fucking medicine does as much, if not miore, damage to their bodies than the disease.
You are not Superwoman - you cannot do it all. Be kind to yourself as you need to be strong for your DD. In your list of things you do are there any that can be just left, handed to anyone else? I know I find it hard asking for or accepting help as the things I do manage are the things I am able to control (albeit make me knackered etc) and I have no control over my sons disease.
I let go of an unhappy marriage (spineless, cold hearted shit of a husband) and that relieved me of some stress. My cat has gone missing (had her for 4 years) and have done all the posters up, asked neighbours, told vets etc, been out calling for her noon and night - but now I have to let her go and can't let myself cry over her disappearance. I can't allow the sad emotions take any more energy from me. Actually I am more upset at my cat going missing than I am over my divorce! I think what I am trying to say is we have to let some things go in order to survive, it could be practical things- ironing, cleaning etc - or emotional things. We need to keep what strength we have intact if possible.
I think the 'nagging fear' will always, always be with us and that knowledge alone is enough to make you tired.
Fucking shitting bastard cancer indeed.
Much love as always xxxxxxxx