Not much going on here, but a lot going on at the same time…if that makes sense.
As far as this cycle goes, it’s been about the same as the last. Maybe, dare I say it, easier. I’m either use to this crap, or the still reduced dosage of Taxotere is making my life easier. Hot flashes, diarrhea, head fog, fatigue, etc.
I can eat (a.k.a. tolerate) pretty much anything I crave, though I’m avoiding potatoes in case I have those starchy texture issues again (don’t want to ruin a favorite food for myself), and fresh brewed sweet iced tea tastes like dirt. I know, I know, not the best food/drink choices. But considering how finicky my tastes have been throughout treatment, I eat what I crave so that I can actually eat. I like and I eat healthy foods, but I can’t force myself to eat what I don’t want at that moment. It’s probably definitely most likely at least 90% mental, and that’s ok. This whole experience has been about the mental and the physical, not just the physical.
I missed my first two classes last week, but I spoke to my professors beforehand and they were cool with me missing. I’m hoping I feel well enough to go to class Thursday (Monday’s class this week was canceled for the holiday) since I’m going to miss my Thursday class next week due to surgery (future post coming about that!).
Brad and I are supposed to be going to a concert tonight with this brother, which will be nice. There’s seating, it’s not just general admission, so I feel comfortable going and not getting jostled. We’ll just have to see if I’m feeling up to it. I sure hope so. It’s In This Moment, P.O.D., Ded, and New Years Day at the Performing Arts Center.
I think what makes me feel the worst these days is muscle soreness and shortness of breath. It’s from the fatigue. I get so tired after the chemo, I end up laying around and doing nothing. Then when I want to actually do something, my muscles are like, “Yeah right,” and my lungs are like, “Yup, walking from the bed to the couch is now considered high rate cardio, ya bum!” So once I’m able to start moving again, I have to move at a sloth’s pace and work my way up to a normal human speed.
So what’s next? Here’s a little bit of what I’ll be talking about the next few days: Surgery, Roy, Road Trip, Snow, and Moving Fun!