Four days have passed since my new chemo scheme started, and I feel like an insignificant bug, smashed against a wall, by Darth Vader.
I am too weak to stand up for more than 10-15 minutes, twice a day. I am in a constant, nightmare-like daze, fading in and out of sleep. Besides steroids and even stronger meds to avoid nausea, I am also on cortisone now. Nevertheless, the nausea is relentless. Still, no vomit.
For the first time in many many weeks, my body temperature seems normal--at 36.5 C. But I have cold sweats and hot flashes that wake me up day and night.
I try to read, but get too tired, too fast. I am not checking my emails. The ringer of the phone is turned off. I am not taking any calls, not speaking, almost. I am just waiting, silently, for it to be over. I truly hope that this does not last 10 days. But, if it does, I beg for the promise of feeling almost normal during the second set of ten days to be true.
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