Monday, August 25, 2008


So I thought chemo was going well, but I was wrong, terribly wrong.

Wednesday morning, just as the pump finished, I started getting queasy. Then it was downhill from there: nausea, vomiting, lethargy, diarrhea - all of the fun stuff. I finally managed to keep some food down on Saturday, 23 August 2008, and I even had a little energy on Sunday.

Seven more treatments to go and so much to look forward to!

1 comment:

jpk said...


Sorry to hear that old man chemo came in and beat you down. He's a wicked task master and isn't always kind. But you only have to visit him a few more times.

Glad to hear that Kyle had a good first day at school and is making friends.

Will keep you informed on our plans to come up to Orlando.