I knew that fatigue would be one of the side effects of chemo, but I had no idea how bad it would be. Feeling run over by a Mack truck doesn’t even begin to describe it. I have felt as if I’m trying to wade through molasses, in January, at the North Pole. But I know this will pass.
Than there’s the intense itching from the fungus – which seems to be spreading. I’m putting the cream on 4 times a day, which helps some, but not enough. I have to keep by hands busy so I don’t scratch.
Bright note for the week; my bestest friend Jenna, who is also my stylist and nail tech not only came to see me on Tuesday, but cut my hair short, did my nails, and gave me a beautiful fleur-de-lys scarf. There is a special place in heaven for people like Jenna. 🙂
On the medical front, the cough medicine I was taking sort of got everything backed up for a good two weeks. I kept taking stuff and drinking water and taking stuff and drinking more water. After 3 weeks, something had to give, and it did, and I feel much better. The best part is that I don’t have to take the cough medicine as often.
Tomorrow I have my first follow-up visit, go over the lab results, and see where we go from here. This afternoon, maybe I’ll be brave and start wading through all the booklets etc. I was given at my first treatment.