Sunday 9th January
My last chemo was on Friday 31st December. They had to use a new vein as my previous one has completely given up the ghost. I do wonder where the blood goes when a vein collapses. Answers on a postcard.
Anyway, I had assumed that since I had not thrown up previously that the cold cap was responsible for my nausea and sickness. How wrong I was! I threw up more this time than all the previous sessions put together and in fact generally felt much worse. Indeed as you will appreciate throwing up for the umpteenth time meant that I was throwing up on an empty stomach which is really the most awful thing ever. Added to this was the fact that any anti-emetics I had taken were chucked up as well before they had any chance to take effect, which probably made things even worse.
I can only attribute this to the following factors. Firstly I don't think I drank nearly as much water as previously and indeed Terry did comment on this after the event! Secondly, I usually have my chemo on a Wednesday so on Thursday and Friday I am alone all day and can, if not actually sleep, completely "zone out" as there is no one in the house to disturb me. This time however my two days after chemo were the weekend and although I did spend most of my time in bed the fact that there were people in the house, albeit quite quiet, I do not feel that I rested as much as I usually do. Thirdly I was getting over a cold and the effects of chemo might be cumulative, which doesn't bode well for the next two!
In general I have felt much more tired this time and I suspect this is entirely down to the lack sleep/rest in the immediate aftermath of the chemo.
Fortunately my next chemo is scheduled for Wednesday 26th January so hopefully all the above "problems" will be obviated.
The light at the end of the tunnel is nearly visible although Wednesday 16th February seems a long way off at times.
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