Saturday


The days are really getting harder now, and I’ve decided that I’m going to be working partial days for a while. I don’t want to, but working full days is wearing me out. I need to rest up so I can go to work the next day. This fatigue really ticks me off, to say the least. I can do one or two little things and then I have to sit and rest. And I can’t even work up a good snit over it, because I don’t have the energy to do so. #@*^&.

I’ve discovered that I don’t feel bad from the cancer anymore, which is very good news. However, I feel rotten from the treatments --how ironic is that?? It’s funny (and you know I don’t mean ha-ha) that the treatments that make me well also make me feel like wet dog food with flies. And I understand that it’s going to snowball from here. Get ready for some serious whining.

I’ve gotten some medicine (good drugs!) to help with the painful swallowing, and the lump-like sensation just beside my spine. The funny thing that happened was when I first took that medicine, that I just took a teaspoonful, and drank it. Suddenly, my entire mouth, tongue, and back of my throat were numb. I couldn’t feel anything, couldn’t taste anything, and dinner was being served. Great. (Y’all know how much I hate to miss a meal!) Luckily, it didn’t last too long, the numbness went away, and I enjoyed my dinner.

Speaking of dinner, yes, I’m eating. Not a lot, but I’m eating. I’ve found that room-temperature food hurts the least to swallow, small sips using a straw hurts less than a drink from a glass, and that multi-vitamins are darn near impossible to get down. I also feel full sooner, which means I’m generally eating less at one sitting. But because I’m eating less, I get hungry more often, so I get to snack more. It evens out. (Come to think of it, I haven’t had dark chocolate in days. Oh, that just can’t be right, can it?)

Thanks for being here. It’s a comfort to know that my cheering squad is right here, surrounding me with happy thoughts and good wishes.  ¶ 6:17 AM