Post 5 – Chemo Sucks
Getting chemo was wiggy.
First I was hit with the sleepies ‘cause of the Benadryl. That was fine. I just did my pap-pap McDade impression and took a snooze in the chair.
Next I was hit with a swirling consciousness. A little like getting a drunken buzz, but without the pleasurable reward.
I could deal with that.
Between Gina and my awesome friend, Michelle, chemo felt like hanging out around the dining room table without the yummie food and/or wine.
By the end of the chemo day 1 I’d hoped to have a chemo date with G, but I was wiped out. Chemically spent. I just wanted rest.
And that ended up being the high point during the past week.
Days two and three all I could do was sleep and fight the rage that the 100 mg of Prednisone gave me.
I slept most nights, as well as a lot during the day. But I spent 3 nights uncomfortably rotating from bed, to couch, to toilet – all without anything interesting happening. Just basically frustrated and a little scared.
I finally had my last day of the steroids and I totally screwed up by forgetting my Claritin. Forgetting that one little pill caused my lumbar, pelvis and hips to surge with excruciating pain from the Neulasta shot. I could barely walk and suffered another sleepless night. Thank god Gina had leftover Oxy and we were able to tame the dragons.
By morning I could almost walk normally again and today has been ok.
I’m back on the Claritin and am looking forward to ridding myself of the pain completely by Monday.
The enormous bright spot in all of this has been the love and kindness we’ve received from friends in Ramsey. Thank you for every last pastry, ride for the kids, gift card for food and offer of help.
The Ramsey angels have been coming forward one by one helping us just in the nick of time.
The boys are maintaining some semblance of normalcy, but I hate that they see me in pain or loafing on the couch or bed so much. I just keep explaining that it’s only temporary.