Just like last time, I alternated between the bed and the recliner. My limbs are like spaghetti and my lower back and legs hurt. My head is full of oatmeal and my conversational skills are that of a carrot. I'm so glad this only happens once per chemo cycle. I gave in and went to bed around 6:30 last night, but even with Ambien I was awake at midnight.
I forced myself to stay in bed, and even dozed a bit, until 2:00. At that point, I gave up. I may as well get ready for work, if I'm going to be awake. I'm also losing hair by the hands-full. You can't tell to look at my head, but it's time to wear a hat, simply for shed control. Every day is an adventure for me right now. I should feel a bit better each day this week, so that is something to look forward to.
I'm also thankful that I've found more that sounds good to eat this time around. Fruit is good, as is chicken and potatoes. At least I can get some protein, if chicken tastes good to me. Kevin grilled a bunch up for me, so I'll take that for lunches this week. I hear the protein will make me feel better.
Finally, the headaches are still here, but very mild compared to before. My sleep patterns aren't improving, but the steroids being cut must have helped some. Days seven and eight of the last cycle are the days when my headache hit the hardest, and I'm day six of this cycle. I'm determined it's not going to happen this time.
Oh, and we get Wednesday off! Another plus! I can't be in the sun and I wear out pretty easily, but Mom has a/c, so we'll go out there and let the girls blow some stuff up. Yup, just another week, surviving chemo.