First off, I fixed my typo of Round 2 being done.
Freudian slip. I wish.
I count myself correct in my previous assertion that I’d forget how shitty this would be.
And I know I’ve complained about constipation before — probably half a dozen times (I’m not even going to go back to round 1 and find all the times) — but seriously! That’s the one thing no seems to think is pertinent to mention. CHEMO PATIENTS OF THE WORLD: GET YOUR STOOL SOFTENER NOW!
I had to wear a panty liner to my psych appointment because I was prone to loose stool, or as the kids these days call it, “sharting.”
And with that, last week sucked a lot. And so did this weekend.
Today is 1,000% better. Things are moving along (if you get my hint, wink, wink, nudge, nudge). My next round starts of Friday, so hopefully this feeling continues (I’m not even asking for better).
My appetite is still a struggle. I got as low as 117lbs, which I haven’t seen since I got out of the hospital the last time after 7 days without food; and before that, probably junior high school?! But, I’ve worked with my psychiatrist to change up one of my medications for another. One of the side effects is increased appetite. The one that I’m nixing is known to cause nausea. Done and done.
I’m also still diggin’ on those cream shakes. Kenji bought dates this weekend, so I know what I’ll make this week for my “Fat Shakes” (which we’ve aptly named). I call my sulforaphane shake my “She-Ra Shake.” That’s a whole nother blog post on it’s own, and I may make Kenji write it himself.
Fatigue is definitely an issue overall. That’s why I like having something to look forward to on my good days so, you know, I actually have to shower and get dressed. Damn you TempurPedic for making such a perfect product! I’m talking with my boss this week to see how I can continue to contribute — without adding any stress to my life. It’ll be the same situation as before, where I’ll work on projects that aren’t time sensitive.
That’s all for now, folks.