I woke up Friday morning feeling nervous and anxious. No one is ever EXCITED to go to chemo, no one wakes up saying "Oh YEAH!! I get to have poison injected into my sweet little body today in the hopes it kills some cancer cells!" Especially when it's the first go round with a chemo drug...the side effects are a mystery and it's all very disconcerting. Yet, deep down I knew that it was high time we got this show on the road.
Matt and I showed up promptly at 2, ready for my infusion. I could NOT keep my eyes open. Exhausted is an understatement for how I felt. I'm assuming my body was still recovering from the horrible events of earlier in the week, mixed with my normal reaction of wanting to sleep when I am nervous. Regardless, chemo is something that can easily be done with the patient asleep so it wasn't a big deal.
The infusion lasted 90 minutes total... not bad considering my previous chemo infusions would last up to four hours. We were in and out, and found ourselves downstairs at the Italian bakery stuffing our faces with delicious pastries. Matt got me home and into bed where I stayed for the next 24 hours.....mostly sleeping.
As usual, our amazing support system of friends and family helped us through. Delicious meals have been delivered, the girls have been occupied with friends and sleepovers, and cards, gifts, and texts abound. I'm not sure what we did to deserve such an incredible outpouring of support and love..but we do know that we couldn't do it without everyone's help. Besides just the general NICENESS of it all, it inspires me to get better and to kick ass. It's as if that is how I can thank everyone for their support... I don't want to let anyone down, so I need to get better. Simple as that.
Another interesting fact I just realized as I sit here typing... today is Sunday. I'm a huge victim of the perpetual "Sunday night funk." While I love my job and all of that, Sunday nights always make me melancholy and feeling "meh." However I don't feel like that right now at all. I feel amped for the new week. I feel excited to get back to work, knowing that there is medicine in my body killing the cancer cells. I have no funk going on at all right now and that feels great!
Matt and I showed up promptly at 2, ready for my infusion. I could NOT keep my eyes open. Exhausted is an understatement for how I felt. I'm assuming my body was still recovering from the horrible events of earlier in the week, mixed with my normal reaction of wanting to sleep when I am nervous. Regardless, chemo is something that can easily be done with the patient asleep so it wasn't a big deal.
The infusion lasted 90 minutes total... not bad considering my previous chemo infusions would last up to four hours. We were in and out, and found ourselves downstairs at the Italian bakery stuffing our faces with delicious pastries. Matt got me home and into bed where I stayed for the next 24 hours.....mostly sleeping.
As usual, our amazing support system of friends and family helped us through. Delicious meals have been delivered, the girls have been occupied with friends and sleepovers, and cards, gifts, and texts abound. I'm not sure what we did to deserve such an incredible outpouring of support and love..but we do know that we couldn't do it without everyone's help. Besides just the general NICENESS of it all, it inspires me to get better and to kick ass. It's as if that is how I can thank everyone for their support... I don't want to let anyone down, so I need to get better. Simple as that.
Another interesting fact I just realized as I sit here typing... today is Sunday. I'm a huge victim of the perpetual "Sunday night funk." While I love my job and all of that, Sunday nights always make me melancholy and feeling "meh." However I don't feel like that right now at all. I feel amped for the new week. I feel excited to get back to work, knowing that there is medicine in my body killing the cancer cells. I have no funk going on at all right now and that feels great!
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