[cancer] Chemotherapy, day three of session two
Yesterday, not to put too fine a point on it, sucked. I was exhausted by the chemo, more so than the previous session. We think this may have to do with me skipping the Lorazepam this time, and thus sleeping less overall. Also, the general increase in side effect intensity over time will surely play in. I did have the peripheral neuropathy act up both yesterday and this morning. Mostly, though, yesterday’s issues were emotional. had a strong bout of cancer stress which was overwhelming. Some less dramatic but still draining life stuff was also in play. The bottle ritual [ jlake.com | LiveJournal ] was tougher this time, too. By the time evening rolled around, I was deep into spoon deficits both emotionally and physically.
flies home this morning. I won’t see her for over two weeks, our longest skip in months. This is for various good reasons which have been fully discussed, but still I’ll miss her. trains home Wednesday. I shall miss her. Then I’ll be on my own. Since we’ve pretty clearly established I shouldn’t be left alone the first few days after chemo, this is all good, but I guess I’ll get to be a solo-flying grownup later this week.
A photo or four…
Us, after taking out the pump.
Me, during the bottle ritual.
Me, after the bottle ritual.
Two down, ten to go.
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