Today is Wednesday, and I’m finally feeling like I’m going to live again. Earlier this week, I wasn’t so sure. This chemo go-round is a little different than the others, although there are similarities. The after-effects seemed to hit me later (72 hours later rather than 48), and didn’t make me ache all over. I’ve had a little nausea with this treatment. No cravings this time. I still wore the red face for a couple of days, and was exhausted for several days afterward. I ran cold and hot again. It finally dawned on me that I need to eat every couple of hours instead of a couple of times a day. Working half days seems to be the way to go; I can’t make it through an entire workday yet. When I come home from work, I stay on the couch -- no errands, no laundry, no cleaning, no cooking -- until bedtime, which is ridiculously early.

Fortunately for me, my live-in, on-call “staff” has been very accommodating with errands, meals, and clean-up duty. (In fact, they are quite good, considering what they’re paid!) I am grateful to have sons who are so willing and good-natured about helping ol’ Mom. I’ve used some of the restaurant gift cards and what a wonderful invention those are! At this point, whatever makes my life easier is the way to go, and I’m calling in favors left and right. I can still drive, but my endurance is nonexistent, so once I drive myself somewhere, I don’t have the energy to do what I came for! Such is life. Temporarily, anyway.

Thanks for seeing me through this next chapter. I don’t know how long this one will last, but I’m glad y’all are here with me.

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