Cycle 4, day 8. Thanksgiving was lovely and very very hard. Lovely in terms of being surrounded by family and having the wonderful distraction of their lives and their humor and their love. Hard in terms of being in the post-chemo slog, so much of my time was spent on the couch, or in a chair, miserably tired and trying not to vomit from the smell of the meal. I did, however, make it through the holiday without another trip to the hospital or ER, or the need for IV hydration, something to be grateful for.
Yesterday was probably the worst day, sleeping more than I was awake, too tired to look at anything or read, simply lying on the couch or in a chair with my eyes closed and wishing that the day would be over. But I often have a day like that before I turn a corner, and thank goodness for those corners, and more importantly, for turning them.
Today is better. I knew almost from the time I woke up and my feet hit the floor that the cloud of misery was lifting. I have enough energy for online shopping (it’s Cyber Monday, after all) and for a short outing to get a drive-through coffee (it’s the little things…). I was also thrilled to finally be able to toss the final Thanksgiving leftovers from the fridge (and thus the smell that pervades the house). Who knew that the smell of turkey would react so horribly with chemo?
And the best part of all of this is that this is my last Monday post-chemo, and hopefully I’ve seen my last truly awful post-chemo day like yesterday. While I have some new challenges ahead of me, I have just a few more bad days before things return to (my new) normal, and I may even get to enjoy a tiny bit of the holiday season.