Thursday and Friday after chemo were really uneventful. I felt well and enjoyed work. Those 240 little 4 and 5 year olds keep me going, I just love them.
Saturday was another story..... The nausea hit hard and heavy. Nothing really set well and as a result I didn't eat too much all day. I can tolerate pain so much better than I can nausea. Smells really have an effect on me. Coffee smells horrible, and I LOVE coffee. Really strange. I just laid as still as I could, eating soda crackers and sipping water, napping when I could. It was a really looooong day.
I woke up this morning feeling good, my stomach grumbling. Pancakes (of all things) sounded so good. My sweet Bryan went immediately and got me some. I have to say, they were the best pancakes ever. A baked potato with mac n'cheese for lunch and I'm still feeling good, thank goodness. My hair is hanging on tight, I haven't noticed any on my pillow yet.
It would be great if this was as bad as it is going to get but I know I'm just fooling myself. I haven't had any of the bone pain they kept warning me about so maybe it won't be too bad. I'll just try to take it one day at a time. I have to admit that when I was laying there sick Saturday, 6 months of this was overwhelming to me. I'll keep you posted.