It’s been a whole week since my first chemo treatment, (and, I am happy to say, two whole weeks till my next treatment) and I seem to have made it thru the roughest part of the ride. For this round of treatment.
The last week has been really strange and unpredictable for me.
I feel like a whole lot of my energy went into wondering what might happen next. There were days when I would alternate between feeling fine and feeling bad every half hour. And then, as the week progressed, I felt worse and worse, until finally it broke and I started to feel fairly human yesterday.
So, that’s been kind of strange.
I spent a lot of time medicating myself, either with some sort of pain killer so I could feel a bit better, or with some sort of anti-nausea medication, or, more often, a combination. I would then try to make a mental note of what helped and what didn’t.
Yesterday, Sunday, was the first time I felt okay in a week.
And really, in the greater scheme of things, a week isn’t very long to feel sick. A bad flu can take you down for longer than that. And it’s easier now that I know I won’t feel *that* bad every day for the next 6 months, because I wasn’t really sure about that for a while.
Also, yesterday, a few friends came over and we shaved our heads and stuff.
It was really good.
But you are going to have to wait till tomorrow to hear the rest of those details, because it’s late and I had a big day (and I even left the house!)
In the meantime, if you are missing the old, wild,
high-flying Spike, go here.
More later.
You looked good on Sunday and didn’t smell bad either. As a matter of fact – I think the new look is a growing trend that people everywhere will begin to copy… well… not the luscious lookin ones with the beautiful hair. No. Let’s all pray that your new look doesn’t catch on that far. I’ve got to go off to pray to the hairtie princess that this new sensation doesn’t get out of hand.
Roni
You look marvelous – sort of like a Marvel comic superhero.