I had chemo last Wednesday and it went as well as expected. I just hate how it makes me feel. The fourth day was the worst. My balance was off and my head was so spaced out. I kept drinking gatorade and it helped some. I just wish I would go to sleep and wake up and it will all be over. Who wants to endure this bullshit every day. For the first time, I felt my tumor getting smaller. I guess thats a good sign that this poison they are putting in my body is killing the cancer. My nails are turning black and my skin is all jacked up. I hate wearing hats and scarfs because my head stays hot. Chemo has pushed me into pre-manapause. This is just a lot.
I want to go to work today. Sitting around here is not helping me. It just reminds me that I'm sick and I feel terrible. I'm hoping being at work will make me feel better in a way. I'm just tired of feeling terrible, I need to do something. I can't think at home. I'm going to at least try to see if I can do it and if not, I'll keep my ass in the bed. lol I'm used to being involved and being at home, I'm not involved in jack. I don't want to lose my mind sitting here. I need my brain to keep working. I know, I'm convincing myself to go to work when I know I feel like some crap but I'm going anyway :-)
Well, with my bald head, black nails, dry skin, weak body, I'm getting ready to go. I pray I can do 4 hours.
I know I'm complaining but still, I thank God for allowing me the strength to fight this disease. I have the right to complain as long as I don't give up. That I refuse to do.
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