Typically when you get the flu it hits you without warning. You gut it out for 2-3 days and miraculously you feel better after a lot of sleep and plenty of fluids. I distinctly remember the doctor saying at my first treatment that it will feel like I have the flu for the next 9 months to a year. I completely understood what he said at the time but never really comprehended it until treatment began.
My second round of chemo was definitely worse than the first…let’s hope this is not a sign of things to come. The nausea set it on day 3 and I am really struggling with balancing diarrhea and severe constipation. I ended up in the emergency room again last Sunday morning just begging for some relief. Anyone who struggles with constipation, I can totally feel your pain. I am on every drug ever made to relieve this but for some reason chemo seems to be trumping them all. Please pray that I can find a better balance this round.
After nearly 10 days of not feeling well, the last 3 have been filled with bursts of energy to get things done before the next round. Laundry, errands, catching up on reading the latest school news (I apologize to Mrs. Kiel and Mrs. Corey for not meeting deadlines) all have to be done in 3 days before the dreaded ‘chemo flu’ strikes again tomorrow night.
Even through all of the pain and discomfort I am trying my hardest to stay as positive as I can. I still have the mom guilt of not being able to jump up and help with homework, packing lunches or just being present for daily chats but Kyle and the girls are faring well in spite of it all.
We are still relying heavily on family, friends and neighbors for meals which have been an absolute blessing. If you know someone who is ill please provide a meal! As busy moms we all know that the daily ‘what in the world am I going to do for dinner’ can be one of the most stressful parts of your day. I have such a sense of relief that my family is being fed. While I may not feel like eating, I have heard from my family that all of the meals have been wonderful. I will learn from this and make sure I provide meals to those in need once I am done with treatment.
While I am finding my diagnosis as both a blessing and a curse all at the same time, I have been able to witness such beautiful kindness. My army continues to support me and for that I am so grateful.
Tomorrow begins treatment number 3 and I will be going down for the count for the next week or so. Please continue to keep me and my family in your prayers.
God IS Good!