I suppose I should tell you about chemo day since I spent so much time dreading it and complaining about it. Haha. As usual, it was...just a normal chemo day.
Eric dropped me off at the wee hour of 7:15am (he had to get to a meeting). I went to the Starbucks, got some coffee, and sat down to write some letters for a little while.
8:00am found me upstairs in the lab, where a very friendly nurse verified my birthdate and said, "You're just a baby!" I laughed and thought again that 35 is pretty awesome.
At 8:30am I was stalking the pharmacy while watching nervously for a nurse to call me back to see my doc. The pharmacy opens at 8:30, and my appt was scheduled for 8:35. Eep! My prescription was ready (thank you, God!!), and my doc was running late, so all was well.
9:00ish Called back to see the doc. Labs looked good. I confessed to my sprained ankle, but assured the doc is was a result of walking/talking/watching kids at a strange park, and not my neuropothied feet. He felt it, declared it "just a ligament" and that was that. Chemo approved! Um, yay?
I sat in the waiting room until 10:15 for a 9:15 appt. That's unfortunately normal at the cancer center. I got some knitting done, as my needles and yarn are no longer fighting with me.
Chemo officially started at 10:30, and I got my own room! Awwww yeah! I do like that. It's nice and quiet and I don't feel like anyone is watching me. I slept through Napoleon Dynamite, watched some of The Dark Knight, and then put in Disc 1 of Daria. My snacks were awesome. I had a big iced tea and some coffee. Everything went well.
I stopped in to visit a friend really quick after chemo was done. It was great to see her.
Eric picked me up a little before 3:00pm.
I feel like this chemo really kicked my ass. After I'd been home a little while, I decided to lay down in bed for just a minute. That turned into a few hours. I'm better today and considering a grocery store run (hold me!).
I'm praying for a relaxing day, and enough energy to work on cleaning up the homeschool room.