and how cancer treatment leaves you an orphan
You finish radiation. You finish chemotherapy. The suppression ends, or it does not. The appointments thin out, the phone stops ringing, and you are sent home into a body that nobody has explained to you.
Most people leave that door knowing what was done to them and almost nothing about what it cost, or what recovery actually asks. This is where I write that down: what happened in my own body, what I was told, what I was not told, and what I found out afterwards, usually too late to be useful to me and hopefully early enough to be useful to somebody else.
The appointments thin out and you are sent home into a body nobody has explained to you.
Lab results, scans and reports. What the numbers mean and which questions they are worth turning into.
The therapies I do alongside conventional medicine, what they are for, and what they are not.
Induced menopause, neuropathy, fatigue, bone density, the side effects that get filed under the illness.
What I did not know to ask, what I know now, and what it cost me to learn it that way.
The application itself: what it is being built to do, and why it is being built by a patient.