Not such a good beginning this morning. The pills are definitely cumulative,
and I am taking anti-nausea medication.
But I also have another CT scan of my chest tonight, and it means stacks
of Prednisone (150 mg!!). I'm
gonna turn into one huge capsule soon, sort of like a Michelin Lady.
Got chicken scraps, so they should be set for 4 days, and Parviz comes over each morning early and works in the garden. Beyond that, I either eat too much or
too little, still. Had a great chicken salad last night in a bell pepper.
It's sinking in that I'm in this for the long haul. When I think of 6 more infusions at least, and when I
look at 6 of those gargantuan chemo pills daily, I can see this isn't a picnic.
But I'm trying to divide my day into things I HAVE to get
done, things I want to get done, and things I can let slide .
I've been working on Chapters 10, 11, and12. Then there's only Ch. 13 left, and the Epilogue, which is
written, but needs editing.
I've spent hours looking for my self-hypnosis tape, the one
that helped me so much 32 years ago but it's hiding. I'm also aware, as I told Suz this morning, that I still
have a lot to learn, so I'm not going away anytime soon. Meanwhile, I will write, think of you
all in your havens, love Richard, and try hard not to whine.
The only other infusions I probably have to go in for will
be iron.
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