So I had my first round of the two chemo meds Wednesday and Thursday. I wasn’t sure what to expect. The first one didn’t seem to have a lot of side effects (of course, they also gave me stuff to counteract side effects). The second one was a bit different. The first day was O.K., I even piddled around in the garden for a while. It was probably the steroids. About mid-day Friday I started feeling nausea so I took the nausea medicine they gave me. It seemed to work, but it gave me a headache. The rest of the day I just felt like I had “medicine head”. I could definitely feel the drugs in my system. I just kept telling myself that the drugs were affecting the Beast (tumor) much worse than they were affecting me. Die Beast!
Saturday was pretty much the same. I must have taken 6 naps on Friday and Saturday – which meant I tossed and turned all night. By late afternoon I was going stir-crazy so I suggested we go walk around a store. We did, and I felt wiped out
Sunday was much better. I had my appetite and some energy back. We went to church. We have such a great church family who love and care about us. I am so not used to receiving ministry at church. I’m used to being on the other end of that action. We went on a ride down the Colonial Parkway and walked around Williamsburg with beautiful weather. I enjoyed every minute of it. We came home and I made Thai Curry for dinner. It was yummy.
The only reason I’m documenting a lot of boring details is in the odd chance that someone else facing this will know what to expect through the process. I fully anticipate things getting much worse before they get better. I know it is cliché, but I am appreciating little stuff a lot more than usual.
Charles Cheek, who is navigating me through this process, keeps advising, “Keep moving!” That’s what I plan to do. Today is Labor Day. We are heading to a family gathering in a little while.