I promised the good, bad, and the ugly. How about a combo of Good, Bad and Ugly, What could possibly be all three at once. I can’t taste food. Everything is yucky. I have lost a few pounds. Easy to limit calories when nothing tastes good. Even water is ugly. Ate something super spicy, Nothing! But my tummy reminded me later that it did not like spice and it didn’t matter that I couldn’t taste it.
Good. Nearly to the end of chemo and I have tolerated the treatments well. A nasty rash attacked but was quickly brought under control with antibiotics and steroids. Bonus, a sore, scaly spot on my hand for years has disappeared.
The Bad, I never thought I could feel so weak and tired and still have such trouble sleeping. I would love some good solid sleep but make do with an hour or two. This isn’t forever. I get rest, laying quietly in bed, listening to the quiet. Rest is the most I can hope for at this time.
The Ugly, as I approach the end of Chemo treatments, the Radiation Doctor has scheduled first appointment. From what I have read, this will not be a fun event. Lots of measuring, poking, arranging of body parts. Uncomfortable at best. Then there is my super fair skin and the ability to get a sunburn by a light bulb, well, almost. It will be daily trips,5 out 7, torture for sure. But, it is another step closer to the end of this journey.
Looking at the entire trip is overwhelming. But for one day, one hour, I can do anything. Just one step at a time.