I think I was a little optimistic about the post chemo effects of the last session. I have been very fatigued – challenge to get out to the mail box and back. Nausea, lightheadedness, pains in my back and chest. It’s Sunday and it’s only marginally better. I was feeling discouraged but as Verva says -- it’s the chemo not me.
This next week will be an information week. I have a cat scan tomorrow but won’t hear the results until Thursday so stay tuned. I also see the physical therapist again tomorrow which should be interesting since I’m so much weaker than when I saw her two weeks ago. I hope I can walk all over the hospital to get these things done and I don’t have to resort to a wheel chair. I’d hate that.
Just to keep life interesting and not let everything be about cancer, I lost my wallet. Now I have that nice bike sitting in the garage, have a helmet to wear, but no driver’s license so no driving allowed. Oh well, it will give me something to do next week, right?
On the positive side, we’re taking care of Sarah and Peter’s cats and dog while they’re away. We both like those animals and enjoy spending time with them. Between us, Verva and I got the lawn mowed and everything is looking good. Katy and Scott will be here for dinner soon, another nice thing.
One day at a time. Piece of cake.