The morning after, I awoke in a swell of nausea. My head throbbed, my vision blurred, hot and cold flashes laced the back of my neck. An acidic, inflated sensation plagued my belly. I was not hung over. I had just survived the first 24 hours of chemotherapy.
Back in 2010, I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s lymphoma. I was sentenced to six months of chemo, a grueling period where I felt my essence die along with my cancer cells. I tried to make the best of the six months by nourishing my mind, body, and soul. I meditated, journaled every day, surrounded myself with loving family and friends, and made sure to exercise and feed my body with love.
However, fears and anxiety of my hair falling out, “what if” questions, and bouts of extreme nausea pervaded my psyche. In the first days after chemo, my natural ability to enjoy laughter and food, to socialize and connect to my body were overpowered by chemotherapy’s potent side effects. Anti-nausea and anti-depressant pills didn’t work—they made me feel more drugged, delusional, and lethargic.
I decided to try cannabis because I heard it could help with sickness. To be honest, the thought of smoking while going through chemo kind of scared me. I was nervous it would weaken my lungs and possibly offset chemo’s “power.” However, after submitting to the first treatments cannabis-free, I realized my body needed a different type of medicine to counteract my nausea and perhaps to calm my anxiety.
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