Chemo Circus Tour

A Jingle About Chemo #6

Just step right up and feel the fright,
The fright of the chemo circus flip,
The side effects all tumble in,
About 5 days post the IV drip.

Swollen legs take center stage,
Bone zings spark and fill the air,
It’s pulling on pants that lets the Beast out the cage…
So, do you dare?

You can’t ignore,
The chemo circus tour,
Come, see what’s in store,
On the chemo circus tour! 

Round 6, the last of the chemotherapy infusions and the grand finale, was supposed to end with an Olympic gold medal at the finish line. Instead, my skeleton betrayed me, collapsing over the line with no medal in sight. Only a balloon animal, shaped like a taser and buzzing with actual shock waves. A cruel circus joke that left me stunned and immobile.

Yet this Tough Twinkie didn’t get sawed in half. I’m still standing, still sarcastic, still undefeated — and so, that is victory.

Comments

  1. DebraAugust 27, 2025 at 8:36 AM

    Wow Shea ….you are a Master with words and describing truly a horrible experience. I’m so glad this chemo crap is over…Your bravery and perseverance in slamming dunking this is almost over!! ❤️❤️❤️

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  2. donna26August 27, 2025 at 4:47 PM

    You are such a talented writer and determined fighter! The finish line of this cancer journey is in sight! You got this!

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  3. NettieAugust 28, 2025 at 7:52 AM

    Yeah!! This journey, not something you want to be on is coming to an end. I know you are ready to leave the train.🚂 your grace, humor, humbleness and courage is greatly admired. It’s nearly over. Love and hugs🫂❤️

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  4. JAugust 30, 2025 at 7:28 PM

    Ugh! So glad this part of the circus is over for you! No joke, not the best show on earth- glad the curtain is closed on that act and moving forward is less with the shitty surprises!

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