I think for me it was more fear and anxiety that was an issue. Depression never came into play really. I think it may have to do with the fact that I am naturally a happy person... blame it on my hormones i guess. Regardless I was simply glad to be alive and moving away from my treatment etc... Not that everything didn't
suck BIG TIME... IT did. but I looked at it as being fortunate that while I had to go through it at least it wasn't a six to eight month ordeal like a lot of other cancer patients have to go through with chemo. The scary part of course is the numbers, but I figure if I can get through it I would do what I could to come out in okay shape and work on what needed working on - speech, eating, dry mouth etc... meds should help - if they don't they may need to be tweaked, and yay on the therapist.

Hugs.