The myths and downright fallacies about the soy plant are apparently grossly exaggerated, notwithstanding the ’70’s science fiction cult flick. At least according to my oncologist at the Mayo. When I was explaining my holistic plan to control my estrogen levels through, among other things, diet, he literally jumped out of his chair when I told him I had cut out all soy products. Like soy milk and edamame, to name my two faves. “Who told you soy has estrogen!?” he demanded. Well, the internet of course, I responded. And just about everybody I know who knows anything about nutrition. Well, apparently we are all wrong. That was ’90’s research and dogma. We now love and consume soy products in this millennium, without fear of estrogen complications. Yea for me and our sushi outings, now that I can eat raw fish again, too!
I’m trying not to get too excited about the fact that today was my second to last chemo treatment. To keep me in the now, this glow was definitely diminished after 7 hours of tests, infusions and consults I went through today. I feel nauseous and yukky tonight, as usual, and just want to crawl under the covers for the duration. But I will myself to stay prone and productive. In three weeks, I will have my final infusion. It’s been a long and mercurial year of having poisons pumped into my body. I am so ready for the fat lady to sing. The nurses are already tuning up the kazoos and tamborines for my big day. Three more weeks. But who’s counting????
Oct. 21, 2013
Judy Richter 