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Well, I have pretty much weathered the first chemo... Thursday was when I had it (April 7th) and it itself was not too bad.
The last really good sleep I had was the 90 minute nap that afternoon.
So Saturday was, yes - oh this may be TMI - regurgitation day. It seemed like my stomach just stopped working.
Pushing liquids, trying to get some food down, including greek yogurt which is chock full of bacteria that your stomach needs to break down food. And bland easy food - you know the BRAT diet - Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, Toast.

I have had food poisoning worse than that - oh way worse!! Sunday felt more like low level stomach flu. I look forward to not having to set the alarm to make sure I take one of the dread meds every 6 hours - only one more round of pills for this time!

Oh I must tell you - I thought this was actually funny. Mind you, I do have a bit of a warped sense of humor, but you know.... that's me.

I had to go back in to the Dr.'s office Friday for a post chemo injection. When the lovely Catherine (chemo nurse and lovely soul!) told me it was an injection in my stomach I was almost ready to freak!! I can look at a needle once it is IN me and that doesn't bother me. I can NOT stand to see the needle go in ANYWHERE on ANYTHING - seriously, like even a 'practice injection in an orange' - IN - no big deal, going in AAAAAAAHHHH!!!!! Needless to say, I never under any circumstances watch the needle go in....

So, I'm thinking of horror stories I have heard about rabies injections and how they are super painful and on and on.

Catherine tells me in her calm and soothing way that I'll feel a little swab, a little stick, a little pain. I feel the swab, I feel pressure and she says, "There , all done."

What??? I didn't feel a thing! What a hoot! Here I am ready to freak myself out for absolutely no reason whatsoever....

I know it is possible it will get worse. It is also possible is will not get worse. I know this is going to be an extended and wearying process. I ask you to keep me in your prayers.

Dean, my dear friend - thank you for your letters. I promise I will be getting back into action. I have thank you notes to write, I have lots of things to do - it's just that I seem to have hit an interruption in my energy flow that keeps me inactive and not able to plug back into my energy to take actual action.