We all know what to expect with the usual junk, like flu. We recognize those symptoms and put up with them and do what we can to speed up the healing. But my Day 3 of chemo, left me with so many feelings I couldn't even describe. It was unpleasantly clear that something was going on in my body. Kind folks asked, "How are you feeling?" I can't believe I actually tried to explain to a few. Then I realized, not everyone expects an answer. Most are just letting me know they're thinking of me. I'm going to try hard, NOT to be like the guy sitting next to me during chemo, who made 20+ cell calls and explained all his ailments to friends and answering machines.
So I'm feeling so much better today on Day 6. I don't know if my reactions to the next 3 sessions will be the same. But I do know that when I hit my low, I am totally allowed to lounge back in my Foxy Lady Slippers (Thanks, Kristi!) and read, doze or stare. And I don't have to laugh or chat or anything... but I might have to smile at those feet!
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!