The plan is to get 40 hours in at work on my non-chemo weeks. I had it worked out in my head. This should be the week that I can do it. No appointments, no steroids, and no shots. Why won't my body play along nicely? LOL
I woke this morning with the alarm, which is a first in a week. It means I got more sleep than I had been getting lately. I woke when Monica got home from work, and one other time, but was able to go back to sleep after a while. This should have made me feel good this morning, but I could tell that something wasn't quite right. I showered and started getting ready, since my morning shower often fixes things that aren't quite right.
I took my temperature, since I'm supposed to call if it reaches 100.5. 99.7 was the first reading, 99.9 was the second (when I got to work,) and I had a major headache. I do NOT get headaches, so it was consuming all of my concentration, so I took a couple of Advil. It knocked the temp down to a normal person's normal (I usually run low, but whatever) and took the edge off the headache.
I got my eight hours in today, but it wasn't a joy ride. I still claim to be quite blessed by not being nauseous so far. Most food still doesn't sound good, and when something DOES taste good, I take advantage and eat before it loses it's appeal. Dinner was great today until I was about 3/4 of the way through, and suddenly it was gross. LOL Oh well. I'll keep buying chicken noodle soup and crackers and be thankful that I can hold it down. So many people cannot do that while doing chemo.
I plan to turn in early tonight and wake up tomorrow without this pesky headache. I've alternated Advil and Tylenol all day and choose not to do this again tomorrow. I choose not to have a headache. I choose to feel good tomorrow. I certainly have a new appreciation for anyone who works all day with a headache. I have friends who get them frequently, and I cannot imagine.