Being day 3 of a chemo cycle, I was having trouble functioning Friday night when I stopped by mom's, but my brother is in town and I wanted to see what was going on over there. Slowly, the rest of my clan showed up to be surprised by Kameron running to them. At that point, I headed home to my trusty recliner.
Kevin and I went to the grocery store yesterday, leaving Kami with the girls. I made it through the store OK, although still running out of breath easily. I think that is all due to steroids, and I shouldn't have to take those any more, now that my chemo regimen had changed. After getting groceries all put away, we headed to Mom's for the afternoon.
My appetite was starting to come back, but fruit is all that sounded good, so I ate a ton of fruit. LOL Kevin, my brother Jim, and the others all spent HOURS shooting skeet and targets in the back, while I hung at the house with Kami, Mom, and the other non-shooters. It was nice to spend a whole afternoon over there, although I feel like such a slug when I barely move from the chair.
By last night, I ate part of a cardboard pizza (am I the only one who calls them that?) and it seems that my appetite is back. This morning's cereal tasted amazing. Today is crash day, but hopefully my last crash day. If it's true that I no longer need the steroids, then it should be my last. I'm hoping that Kami wakes up soon so we can play before I melt into a pile of goo in this chair for the rest of the day.
My brother and his family will head home this morning. I didn't get to see a ton of them, but it was nice to see them as much as I did. It's been a long time. I hate that
cancer chemo robbed me of being able to take part in the festivities more, but I'm thankful that it exists. I hope they get home safely and come back sooner next time. I'll be ready to hang with the gang by then!