Two down....
Today is not a good day. My head hurts, my right foot is sore and I am plagued by bouts of nausea and headache. And to add insult to injury, when I put my weary head on the pillow, the stubble of my remaining hair scrapes sharply against my scalp lik a mini-razor. My hormones are also plalying tricks, so I am hot and cold, bleary eyed and miserable. Oy veh!
This is the third day after the second chemo. The first two days were surprisingly tolerable, to be honest. I drank copious amounts of water, Gatorade and avoided coffee. Miracle of miracles, I didn't have the 'gravity compress' (my new word for the crushing fatigue I experienced after the first chemo), and I attribute that to the Gatorade, because it replenished the electrolytes lost with the constant drinking and eventual passing of the water.
For those who don't know, last Thursday was Thanksgiving in the US. The national holiday to thank the Indians for saving the Pilgrims from starvation. (Which was of course repaid by bloody conquest - but I digress)
In any case, Thanksgiving is a big event in the Ban family as well, with every member traditionally trooping down to the Florida Keys to the paternal stronghold of my brother Stephan on Key Marathon.
Nowadays the big lunch is held at my oldest niece Judy's house and then the festivities continue at Bobby's down the road. Three generations of Bans all in one place. And of course this includes my Tunde and this year his current partner Zabrina (of Dr Booboo fame) and family as well.
So, not to belabour the point much longer, I was feeling well enough to talk to everyone - almost all the children and spouses as well. It took hours and I was giving my own Thanks here that I had the strength to do it.
Maybe today is payback for all that joy of talking to the family. Maybe when you are having chemo you are not supposed to have fun and be happy! I don't see why not, though. Just by thinking about the joy of it I feel much better than when I started the litany of today's miseries.
Best to stop right here, go and have a relaxing nap, and the aches and pains will disappear - God willing!
This is the third day after the second chemo. The first two days were surprisingly tolerable, to be honest. I drank copious amounts of water, Gatorade and avoided coffee. Miracle of miracles, I didn't have the 'gravity compress' (my new word for the crushing fatigue I experienced after the first chemo), and I attribute that to the Gatorade, because it replenished the electrolytes lost with the constant drinking and eventual passing of the water.
For those who don't know, last Thursday was Thanksgiving in the US. The national holiday to thank the Indians for saving the Pilgrims from starvation. (Which was of course repaid by bloody conquest - but I digress)
In any case, Thanksgiving is a big event in the Ban family as well, with every member traditionally trooping down to the Florida Keys to the paternal stronghold of my brother Stephan on Key Marathon.
Nowadays the big lunch is held at my oldest niece Judy's house and then the festivities continue at Bobby's down the road. Three generations of Bans all in one place. And of course this includes my Tunde and this year his current partner Zabrina (of Dr Booboo fame) and family as well.
So, not to belabour the point much longer, I was feeling well enough to talk to everyone - almost all the children and spouses as well. It took hours and I was giving my own Thanks here that I had the strength to do it.
Maybe today is payback for all that joy of talking to the family. Maybe when you are having chemo you are not supposed to have fun and be happy! I don't see why not, though. Just by thinking about the joy of it I feel much better than when I started the litany of today's miseries.
Best to stop right here, go and have a relaxing nap, and the aches and pains will disappear - God willing!
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