It's Day 5 past my third chemo round. Even as I sit here an type, I'm already exhausted and want to do nothing more than go back to bed.
Monday was chemo day. Although I arrived to my appointment on time, the doctor was running behind, so we had to wait. When I finally got to see him, we talked about my progress and what kind of symptoms I was/was not having. He told me that I was looking good for someone on chemo and seemed to be tolerating the treatment very well. Yay me! I only have three more rounds of chemo to do - and then it's off to the mastectomy...
As I went downstairs to start chemo, my Aunt and Uncle joined me for the ride - the long boring ride of infusion :-P It was a late start down there too, since the tech hadn't mixed my chemo yet and forgot to draw labs before starting. But once everything got underway, it was smooth sailing for the next 5 hours. By the time we left, I was starving so I admit I was bad - by the time we got to my cousin's house for the night, I dove right into dinner and forgot to check my sugars. Needless to say I was up until 1am with the Dr trying to get my numbers back under control. Was that burger really worth it? Ok yes it was.
The next day I got my WBC shot and headed home. Since then, I have spent my time either laying in my recliner or making myself find something to eat. I hate that I feel hungry, but nothing sounds good to eat. I keep thinking how great some of my favorite foods sound, like spaghetti, fried chicken or even waffles,but then the thought of making them/coking them seems overwhelming and I usually give up before I start. In the meantime, I sit in my recliner and stare at the ceiling or the TV. I know it's overrated to say that I'm tired - I mean everyone is tired right? - but I'm that type of tired that I can't even figure out what I'm too tired for. I'm to exhausted to sleep (if that makes sense), I'm too tired to clean or organize, I'm even too tired to lift up my knitting needles or crochet hooks and craft something. It just takes too much energy.
So I've taken the last two days off work and don't seem to feel any better. Part of me says to stay home another day, but I don't think that will make much difference. It's time for me to get back out there - and save what vacation hours I do have left. I'm so hungry for lunch - but don't know if I have the effort to make anything....
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