It’s been awhile. I had my 2nd cycle of 4 treatments. I spent my first week after this cycle in bed. I was exhausted, had nausea, which was controlled with medication, but biggest problem was with the big “D” . I could not eat anything but popsicles or it ran right through me.
Today is Monday and I’m up and dressed and hoping for a better week. The sun is out and it’s 79F so I see the dog park in Harley’s future! Still avoiding crowds but dogs don’t count do they? lol.
Halfway through chemo, radiation therapy next and I expect it will be easier? I’m going to see the solar eclipse this weekend so I hope my improved health stays that way. We’re leaving Sunday, coming back Thursday. Fingers crossed.
Breast Cancer support group ended today. I will retake after my treatments are over since I had to miss a few sessions. I think it was beneficial, but next time I will be more fully present and I think it will be even better.
I also had thoughts about hair loss this week. First, I shaved my own head when my hair started falling out week 3 after my first treatment. I had asked my son but when it came right down to it, I really didn’t want him to see me that way. He is a hair stylist, though not working as one right now. So it has nothing to do with not trusting him. Anyway I bought a razor and shaved it all off and it was liberating. Not fun, or a good look, but I felt in control. And I am trying to think of the positives, like not having to spend time styling my hair or shaving my legs. Eventually maybe not having to teeeze my eyebrows, which I hate. This will just be a blip in the overall scheme of things. It’s not like I haven’t had to deal with hair loss before. It was way more traumatic at 20 than now. I had a craniotomy and had very long hair. It was like a lifetime ago now, but I still have a reference and somehow that makes it a little easier.
I feel calmer than I have for awhile. It’s just good to be here.
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