This post-chemo week has been a lot less stressful than the week following session one. That is entirely up to good nausea control. I’m on the new meds (Zyprexa) during the chemo cycle, and I’m being smarter about my eating. I did screw up a little yesterday morning, as I simply wasn’t hungry and thus skimped on breakfast. The several days previously I’d been eating a high-protein breakfast consisting of a one-egg omelet with cheese, olives and bacon. (Ever since cutting way back on the carbs, I’ve been craving protein like a madman.) Yesterday I ate lightly, and spent the morning balancing mild nausea, and once, a severe bout, until I’d gotten stabilized again.
Okay, lesson learned. Egg on the stove shortly from now.
However, for the past two days the lovely and talented
It’s a weird feeling, having the hair just come off as I shower, as I brush, as I touch it. There’s something deeply disturbing about that. Yet at the same time, I seem to be accepting this as a part of the chemo process. It hasn’t been emotionally triggering, for example. Though I do very much miss my real hair.
And so it goes.
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