I have had some side effects to the chemo and other drugs that I am on.
This has all worn me right down and made me feel over all bad for a whole week with zero energy or ambition to do much other than lay in bed and sleep or think.
This morning after a night where I had next to no sleep, I woke up feeling like I just could not do chemo today. For one thing, I figured my blood work would be off and I would not be able to get it anyways.
Nauseated, I stayed in bed and told my husband that I am just not up for it and I was thinking of calling to see if I could re schedule for Monday.
Dave said part of fighting is about doing things even when you don't feel like doing them.
I thought about it for a bit and yea, that is part of how I am fighting to beat this. If it kicks me when I am down, that is just no good all round. I have chemo scheduled at that time for a reason and if I don't go, that gives those tumours more time to plot against me and re produce.
Then, he brings my son into the room, he gave me a kiss with a smile and was just his cute self, I then got out of bed (well, ok still took me a few minutes to talk myself into it) and got ready and went.
Took my barf container with me which I did not use, bucked up went.
As soon as I walked into the hospital, the smell of coffee from Starbucks hit me. It smelled so good and something about it perked me up. Good thing I got there at high noon.
Went upstairs for my blood work and then went to get something to eat. I finally felt like eating after two days.
Chemo was a go. I had a great nurse today. Got to sit and listen to the wonderful sounds of the drugs going through me.
Tonight I feel sick again but I am late taking my antinauseants which are prescribed before chemo and for a day or so after. My fault for right now.
Now I am going to get into my jammies and think about crawling back into bed.
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