Wait till you hear this one. So I tried to get a good night sleep last night like I did the night before, but that didn’t happen. It is very normal to have side effects creep up in the middle of the night and keep you awake. Genius me, I tried to make sure that didn’t happen.
Lets just say, that by 12:30am I found myself on the bathroom floor with no fucking idea how I got there. I was convinced that I was in my bed, but couldn’t understand why I was so cold and the bed was hard. Yea, idiot I was on the tile! The whole thing must have lasted a minute, but I was convinced I was lost in Beetlejuice land of a sandworm or something. Maybe I learned my lesson than to take too much medication before bed. Whoopsie.
Otherwise, this chemo coma isn’t as bad as the others. I have really had minimal nausea this time around which is totally tripping me out. I have only had to take one Zofran and nothing else. Constantine came this morning to give me my final hydration of this round. Boy I will miss him and his starched Dockers for a few weeks.
To say everything is status quo is about right, my taste is gone and the anxiety is heightened from not being able to eat. I am on the up and up! I feel decent, so I might even venture with my mom and Asher to his swim class today. It is the hottest day of the year I hear, so why not?
Today is our nanny’s last day, and I am in denial. I haven’t acknowledged it because I am so sad. I will miss her terribly. Maybe she will come back one day, who knows!
On to the housewives from last night…