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š'Twas the night before chemo...
Chapter 2: Let's get this shit started

āTwas the night before chemo, when all through the apartment
Many creatures were stirring, thinking of treatment embarkment;
The prep bags were packed by the door with care,
In hopes that cold capping will spare Jessā hair.
Hi Friends,
Tomorrowās the big day! Finally, a starting line for my treatment - tomorrow marks the first of my 20-week chemotherapy protocol. Infusions will be my weekly Thursday routine through October.
Many of you, with this milestone approaching, have asked me, āHow are you doing?ā and I have two disparate answers to that very kind, but also very difficult, question:
My first answer, to borrow from Amanda Doyle when discussing her own breast cancer diagnosis with sister Glennon Doyle on their (phenemonal) podcast, We Can Do Hard Things:
"I know what Iām doing - but I donāt know how Iām doing.
This episode was recorded 3 weeks after Amandaās diagnosis and perfectly articulated how Iāve been living - deep in the details, not yet in despair.
You see - for the past month since my diagnosis,
Iāve gone to 20 doctorās appointments,
Iāve undergone 7 procedures (biopsies, intensive tests and surgeries)
Iāve spent ~ 14 hours on the phone with insurance and specialty pharmacies to procure the right medications.
I donāt tell you this to feel bad for me. Please donāt feel bad fo rme.
I tell you this just to help you understand that with all the doing Iāve been doing - I havenāt had the space to process how Iām truly feeling.
Having talked to at least a dozen of women in my extended network with similar diagnosis or cancer journey (thank you for those that reached out with introductions!) - this delayed processing is really common. The feeling will come - just not yet.
My second answer is tonight I feel a bit like a kid on Christmas Eve (hence the poem) - just overcome with anticipation.
Although this type of anticipation is more akin to the wait the night before a battle than seeing what kind of Barbies would be waiting under the tree.
So maybe tonight feels a bit like the night before war. I donāt know - Iāve never been to war.
Or maybe tonight feels like the night before a big fight. Except what Iām fighting isnāt another fighter - itās inside of me and it isnāt likely to be eliminated by one simple KO punch. Itās more complicated and will take much longer than that. | ![]() |
Whatever the right analogy, tonight feels heavy but, weirdly enough, tonight feels hopeful because tomorrow is the first real step, since my diagnosis, to eradicate my cancer - and that feels just as exciting as it is scary.
What I Need š
Iām so thankful for my incredible support system that has been showing up for me incredible ways.
People continue to ask āWhat can I do to support you?ā and my answer has evolved and likely will continue to on this journey.
Iām blessed to be getting that question a lot so hereās whatās on my mind this week:
Share silly stories and supportive words with me š I especially looove voice notes - pretend youāre hosting a podcast. Tell me whatās going on in your life! If you donāt have my number, you can reach me on Whats App (see QR code) - I canāt promise Iāll respond right away but words of affirmation are my love language and this will go a long way! | ![]() |
Give me your recs š What are you reading/listening to/watching that you think Iād enjoy? Reply to this email and give me your recs!
Feed me / Drive me š“ š Not literally - but Iāll gladly accept UberCash to fund Jake & Iās nourshiment and transportation to/from treatment. Just share to my personal email [email protected].
Fund me š The medical bills continue to stack up & as a small business owner, I can really only work part-time right now which directly impacts how much I take in. Iām thankful to have a great support system but, as crass as it seems to me, money really will help and venmo makes that easy!
All that being said, you being here (as in making it to this point in the post) and supporting my favorite way to cope, writing, is enough. The above is just for those that want and have the ability to do more!
Until next time,
Jess

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