Day 3 after Chemotherapy…nothing new to report. I still feel fatigued, but no nausea. It’s strange because I will feel perfectly fine and then all of the sudden my muscles will become really weak and I may feel like I need to sit down.
I did notice that I have been having a slight burning type sensation in my throat and chest. I am assuming this is the side effect kicking in from the radiation the other week. The doc said that I should expect to feel this burning sensation after treatment since we were targeting the T8 vertebrae and the “beam” basically goes through the esophagus.
Today was another fun filled day of running more errands and spending time hanging out with my caregiver of the week and friend from Denver, Whitney. Tonight I had volunteered early on in the week to have some friends over for a bbq. I figured that originally I was scheduled to have chemo on Wed, and then by Saturday I would be on the road to recovery and anxious to see friends after being laid up and housebound for a couple of days. Little did I know that the chemo wouldn’t affect me the same this second go around.
My friends Tera and Sean came over early for dinner and brought their kids Stone and Bailey. The kids love to come over to try to “catch” the cats and pets them and meanwhile, I was trying to think of some new form of entertainment, when I remembered a gift that I had received early on from a colleague from Ch 3. It is an old school plug and play Pac man! That’s right, you plug the joystick into the TV, and you have an instant retro 80’s game of Pac-man! Stone (4 yrs old) started playing and loved it! How funny to see decades later, Pac man can still be fun!
It was good to have friends over for a casual night in and watch as the evening progressed…everyone enjoying the cocktails, beer, wine, and hamburgers. I didn’t partake in any of the alcoholic festivities, but between the painkillers I’m on it’s like I’m having my own little party (not really, but they keep me from being in pain and able to enjoy the night). It is a little depressing that I’m not able to “let loose” like I use to and have the carefree attitude. It’s not that I’m not allowed to drink, but I’m afraid to start mixing beverages with my 15+ pills that I take daily…who knows what kind of messed up reaction I could have. Well, I still hear everyone partying it up outside the bedroom, but for me I’m signing off and heading to bed!
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