I went looking for an image to explain how truly disgusting unpleasant chemo Friday is but instead found this:
Yup. That’s pretty true.
Today was the end of round six.
That’s 18 Topotecan, 6 Taxol, and 5 Avastin treatments.
I have one more round scheduled in February, and then another CT scan.
Oh, I like the way my sentences formatted: one longer than the next to form a lovely slant.
It has occurred to me that it will only look that way to me on this editing screen. Your loss, I’m afraid!
Todays story of what chemo fatigue means to me needs an explanation of my clothing. I was wearing a pair of sweats, a bra, a thermal shirt, and then a flannel shirt on top of the thermal. I was laying in bed thinking how lovely a nap sounded and I realized my bra was digging into my side. I did not have the energy to get out of bed and take off the layers to get to the bra so then I started looking on my bedside shelf for a cutting implement. It seemed so logical to me to just cut the bra off. I am so glad I didn’t find anything!
Tomorrow is Saturday, so now we start the upswing. 🙂
I can now officially and out loud say, one more week of employment.
I appreciate how many people encourage me at the down times. It really does help. Don’t stop, even if I get to sick to appreciate it.