This second cycle was a bit different from the last one. Treatment was on Wednesday. Thursday, I worked, but forgot to bring my nausea medicine to work with me. About 1:30 I was starting to feel bad and went home.
Friday wasn’t as bad this time as the first cycle. Saturday wasn’t, either. I still didn’t eat much of anything, but I did manage to drink more, which I think helped. I only threw up once over the weekend and that was when I waited 8 hours to take the nausea meds. I’m supposed to take it 3x/day, but seems more efficacious if I take it every 6 hours. I’m going to ask the doctor about that next session.
Monday, I worked all day and was ok, but something Monday night, I started to feel off. It started in the slower, I started to feel lightheaded, dizzy, a bit faint. I dried off and say down for a bit, but the feeling didn’t go away. Then I started to get lower abdominal cramps and the nausea started building. Roomie helped me to the bedroom and tried to get me to sleep, including giving me a big bowl in case I threw up. Moments after he left the room, I did.
No idea why, but I was the sickest on that Monday night. I vomited a couple times. Diarrhea. It was an awful night.
Decided to stay home from work on Tuesday. I slowly ate a bit here and there throughout the day and was back to work on Wednesday.
I’m glad this week is not a chemo week. I’m attending the Women Veterans Unconference starting tonight with a Roaring 20s themed party! A chance to have fun and not think about this for awhile.
