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The Hangover

I feel like I'm finally recovering from my week long hangover. Matt and I decided that's exactly what chemo side effects mimic - a giant hangover. Except cancer patients don't get the fun that leads up to the pain. There are no funny stories we can relive that help us chuckle our way through the agony. Just headaches, nausea, and a fuzzy/cloudy headed sensation that lasts for 3-4 days.

I really shouldn't complain though. Compared to round 1, this week was relatively easy (so far). We managed the nausea much better, so our plan worked in that regard! I think the lower steroid dosage definitely helped my mood swings/depression this time too. I started to feel weepy last night, but it didn't last too long - and I also figure that I am entitled to being a bit weepy now and again so I'm not going to beat myself up about that.

I'm still waiting for the Neulasta to kick me in my butt... or my spine actually. I started feeling the tingling sensation a bit today, so I know that's just waiting in the wings for me in the next few days.

All in all though, it does help knowing that it's just temporary and that I will pull out of it in a matter of days... Just in time to prepare for Round 3. This dose dense stuff is no joke. But to be honest, I'm glad we're just banging it out. I'm so over this already and I still have 6 rounds to go. Ahhh... June!? Where are you!?

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  1. June is just around the corner. You are doing great. Remember what I said when you were first diagnosed. "You have 5 minutes a day to cry or feel bad about it and it is not cumulative." You really are brave about this whole thing. Love Mama

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  2. Finally. Hey Cuz, Sorry I'm slow. Been busy and just got caught up reading every single one of your posts. Boy, you are just so inspiring to me. Not only do you find the positives in all of this, but you do it with such joy. And I can hear your voice as I read every single word. And as I read and try to think how I can offer you my support, you keep making me laugh :) Only you could do that. Miss you.

    You're in my prayers. Every day you are.

    God bless,

    Jon Pierre

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