This week was an adventure! I spent Saturday, May 9 in my bed as I thought perhaps my name was Rip Van Winkle! Slow moving was the theme for the day. A wonderful Mother's Day spent outside with kids, Matt and my brother in law Ed who whipped up some Kibbee for me got me back on track. My niece Vivian made the day complete.
My best days are always Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, so I charged into the world of chemo on Thursday full of vigor. My counts were lower but still within normal range. I am tired more, but that is expected. I told Dr. K that my goal was to do 3 days of swimming between chemos for 45 minutes a piece (which I had done that week). Dr. K wasn't too interested in the 45 minutes but he wanted my goal to be maybe 30 minutes of aerobic exercise daily. After I closed my mouth, I wanted to say, listen, I don't do that when I am well!!! I am going to try to increase my exercise routine to include more days which will ultimately leave Melissa in the dust as I model a string bikini!
On to chemo. This time, no crash cart, no mega dozes of meds as I am good to go. Matt is back from a NYC business trip and he dutifully brings me my Grande extra hot chai latte and eight grain roll from our good ole A and C days! I had been drinking youthberry tea for a while. Chemo goes quickly, everything works and Jayme Witman is my chauffeur home for the day.
My routine is then to eat some soup (thanks Nick) and a oatmeal raisin cookie (thanks to my baker Emily) and rest. I was laying on the bed when the most severe abdominal cramps came over me. I stood up and immediately shrunk into a scrooge like position that kept me wrapped on and off for about 3 hours. Of course, I panicked and called the chemo nurses as I was sure something horrible had happened. Well, it had. It seems that some people can develop a lactose problem with this chemo. It isn't very common...right, just me. Did I have any milk....just that grande chai tea latte!!!! Ultimately, everything passed, but I will not be doing the got milk ad for anyone anytime soon. It is back to youthberry and sweet orange!
As I told Matt, at least it gave me a story to tell this week.! I am starting the vetting process for what I want to do in terms of surgeons and reconstruction as that reality is upon me sooner than I think. I like to think of this as 7 chemos down and 9 to go. Nearly halfway there!!!
In closing, I wanted to reach out to not only Diane Johnson's family, but to those of you in our community that called her friend and there were so many. She fought a valiant fight with grace and dignity and always on her terms. She will be missed by all but her memory will be with us forever.
Big halftime this week!!! The road is getting shorter.
Hugs,
Jill
My best days are always Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, so I charged into the world of chemo on Thursday full of vigor. My counts were lower but still within normal range. I am tired more, but that is expected. I told Dr. K that my goal was to do 3 days of swimming between chemos for 45 minutes a piece (which I had done that week). Dr. K wasn't too interested in the 45 minutes but he wanted my goal to be maybe 30 minutes of aerobic exercise daily. After I closed my mouth, I wanted to say, listen, I don't do that when I am well!!! I am going to try to increase my exercise routine to include more days which will ultimately leave Melissa in the dust as I model a string bikini!
On to chemo. This time, no crash cart, no mega dozes of meds as I am good to go. Matt is back from a NYC business trip and he dutifully brings me my Grande extra hot chai latte and eight grain roll from our good ole A and C days! I had been drinking youthberry tea for a while. Chemo goes quickly, everything works and Jayme Witman is my chauffeur home for the day.
My routine is then to eat some soup (thanks Nick) and a oatmeal raisin cookie (thanks to my baker Emily) and rest. I was laying on the bed when the most severe abdominal cramps came over me. I stood up and immediately shrunk into a scrooge like position that kept me wrapped on and off for about 3 hours. Of course, I panicked and called the chemo nurses as I was sure something horrible had happened. Well, it had. It seems that some people can develop a lactose problem with this chemo. It isn't very common...right, just me. Did I have any milk....just that grande chai tea latte!!!! Ultimately, everything passed, but I will not be doing the got milk ad for anyone anytime soon. It is back to youthberry and sweet orange!
As I told Matt, at least it gave me a story to tell this week.! I am starting the vetting process for what I want to do in terms of surgeons and reconstruction as that reality is upon me sooner than I think. I like to think of this as 7 chemos down and 9 to go. Nearly halfway there!!!
In closing, I wanted to reach out to not only Diane Johnson's family, but to those of you in our community that called her friend and there were so many. She fought a valiant fight with grace and dignity and always on her terms. She will be missed by all but her memory will be with us forever.
Big halftime this week!!! The road is getting shorter.
Hugs,
Jill
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