For three weeks, I’ve dreaded Round 2 of chemo. But the truth is, the steroids are the devil. I took my two rounds yesterday and got so jacked up, I was up the entire night. I tried to sleep, but steroids are like mommy crack. You can’t stop doing, thinking, planning. How did I not know about these sooner, like when the kids were 2? Then I found out they’re also responsible for “Roid Rage” mood swings and my WalMart cravings. The kids have been given permission to grant me a time out when I’m grumpy. Now WHY did I not think of that earlier?
Chemo was easy and fast today. I got my same rockin out nurse, Rhandy. My mega-sarcastic friend Julien was there with me. Nothing makes the IV bottles drain fast like talking some serious smack. Then, my photographer friend Barrett came by with some super-rad eye candy photo possibilities for the Wall O’ Cancer Brochures. When I was showing him my friend Jeanine’s stunning watercolors of dolphins, the nurses and patient next to me loved them, making me feel like even a small amount of art will bring brightness to the patients and staff. We didn’t have time to install them today, but we will.
1- The tumor used to be hard as clay; now it’s like Jello. Could the rockets be why?
2- We are only $60 away from hitting our $3,000 goal on youcaring.com. Thank you thank you thank you!
3- Unreliable medical information be damned. Tomorrow, I am having the genetics test. Let the truth be drawn out so I can save myself and protect my kids.
4- Lisa gave me a new hat with a flower on it – love it! She also brought dinner over again with her husband Chris and daughter Ella and hung out with us. Can’t wait to hang out with them when I’m not a Chemosapien.
Cathryn gave me one of the funniest gifts ever – FOXY LADY footie pajamas!