Anyway, moving on. Last Tuesday's chemo was really quite an awful day, despite all the goodness of it being the last one. I spent most of the time in tears and it didn't help that me and Owen were both on edge and were fighting and bickering over the most inane things. Stress does that. So I sobbed my way through chemo and as soon as I was home I crashed in bed and didn't move. The nausea was instant and my eyes felt were all puffed and sore (probably more due to the crying than the chemo). So that was that huh? The last one didn't feel much like a victory, more like a very, very hard day at the office.
On Wednesday I had an appointment with the surgeon who performed (why do they use that word performed?) the mastectomy on me back in April. We waited at North Shore
At least we were in and out within the hour so we didn't have to spend more than $2 on parking. What a cheapo aye?
Thursday I was feeling very tired and successfully managed to spend most of the day in bed. I happily slept away most of the day and even missed Date Night for the first time yet. I decided I no longer wanted to take the Dex (sterioids) that I take as another anti nausea as it just puffs me up (my cheeks!!) and makes my jaw feel tight and to be honest I was taking such a plethora of pills did it really matter if I missed a few doses? So instead of ending my dose on Saturday I ended it on Thursday. And I reckon, although I missed that dose of energy that the Dex gives I didn't feel AS fuzzy as previous times. Friday and Saturday went quite smooth. No nausea, a little more energy. Although the kids will probably tell you I was as grumpy as an old donkey. They would probably be correct. As Sunday was Fathers Day I even managed to do baking. Really good progress so far.
I think I might have overdone it though as today I've woken up pretty tired and nauseous. I went for a walk with Alison down to Platter and back, and since then I've been perched on the couch feeling entirely exhausted. So its just a matter of not doing too much and listening to my body. Apologies in advance if I've promised to catch up with people and I haven't/can't. I'll probably be sleeping or at least catching up on my booked MySky programs! I am going to try and stick to my plan of walking more regularly so I have enough energy during radiation.
As for that feeling of finishing things, its not quite hit me. I know its a great thing to know I don't have go back - in fact even the thought of going back makes me feel nauseous. But I don't feel like it's finished yet, so the relief isn't completely there. I guess I'll feel that in November when radiation is over.
Or when my eyebrows come back...