Tomorrow is treatment 3 out of 8. I am really dreading it. Last infusion, since I wasn't all numb like the first infusion after surgery, I could feel the chemo going into me. It was quite horrible...almost a burning sensation. The nurse said it was because I am so skinny.
Just sitting there knowing you are being poisoned is enough to make me nauseous. And if you have to go to the bathroom during those four hours, you have to drag the whole iv stand and hold all the tubes that are connected to you out of the way....and you pee red. Because the chemo is freshly inside you.
Then I have to go back the following day for the white blood cell boost shot....the whole thing really sucks. Even when I am on my good week, like now, I always feel like there is a deadline approaching. The clock is ticking away and I only have a few days before I am down and out again.
Each time I get invited to a party or event, I look in my calendar to see if it falls on a good week (and I could go) or on a bad week (and I can't). Then I look at the location to see if it's an indoor crowded venue (and I can't go) or if it is outdoor and/or safe. So many limitations.
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