Saturday morning

Made it. Chemo #6 is history. Now to make it through the down-slide of side effects...

As usual, chemo itself not hard, except it started late meaning it ended late. (Best thing about the day was a lovely longish coffee-breakfast with V who kindly drove me to the Cancer Center.) Then work was especially hectic on Thursday and Friday after the chemo, and I was in my post-chemo combo state of too-much-caffeine shakes, physical weakness, incredible tiredness, fuzzy thinking (they call it chemo brain). On Thursday I forgot to bring my Emend pill - $100 anti nausea med - with me to work which I needed to take at 8:00 am. I tried to find someone around to drive me home to get it so I wouldn't have to wake David and wouldn't have to take the bus home and back to work. Couldn't find anyone at work and available. I ended up reaching David and he brought it to me, which I felt bad about because it likely screwed up his day-time sleeping schedule, which is hard enough for him. Anyway, Thursday and Friday were a hard couple of days. Going home and asleep by 7:45-8:00 p.m. I did get to take Jessie to the park on Wed, day of the chemo, and again Friday, because my NuLasta shot was scheduled for Friday at 9:30 a.m., and we made it again today. None of these walks were particularly noteworthy - weather changing over to rainy and then yesterday and today cold. But we got out there. Mallard couples nesting in dry leaves on the pond shore. Unattached males drifting around. No heron. No muskrat. Even the birds seemed subdued but maybe it was how I heard them rather than how they sang.

Last night Jessie woke me up in the middle of the night - which she sometimes does - seeming to ask to go out. I just couldn't get up. Then I heard her throwing up so I did get up. Cleaned up after her and took her out - 2:30 a.m. She seemed fine and had no more problems, but when we got home, I couldn't go back to sleep. I read for an hour and went back to bed at 3:30 a.m. Then was up at 6:30 and we went to the park.

Anyway, I appreciate the calls and notes of support from friends sending congratulations to me for completing the chemo, but right now I am still focused on getting through the next 3-5 days. Some bone pain, handled with Motrin last night. Maybe it's my imagination, but each post-chemo slide does seem/feel harder. Time to nap. More later maybe.

Peace.