Deed550
6/26/10 – Nu Du
After seeing the self-pix I took playing w/ my new camera, I decided it’s time for a new ‘do. Much better without the straggle. Unfortunately a stubble cut doesn’t automatically make one look like Bruce Willis. LOL
8 days since chemo, feeling much better. Aching reduced to lower legs. Fingers still seem to be getting number/tinglier – why couldn’t it have been my pinkies & ring fingers instead of thumbs & index fingers – some hassles w/ buttons & separating pages or sheets of paper. Main thing is lack of energy – I feel pretty good when sitting on my ass, bored out of my skull, but minimal exertion and I’m beat, wore out, whipped, exhausted.
Realistically, although I (obviously) love to bitch, moan & complain, I’m doing so much better than a lot of chemo patients. No acute nausea, diarrhea, vomiting, bleeding, bloating, or else drastic weight loss, or innumerable other possible side effects.
I’ve even been gaining weight. I was so thin a couple months ago that my pants would fall off – in one case literally, but fortunately I had on boxers under them – without a tightly cinched belt. Now the waistbands are beginning to feel a little snug again.
Plus I have my sister (with her air-conditioned apartment!) to look after & feed & generally spoil me rotten[er] And of course I bitch because she doesn’t have cable – ingrate!
But I am really not in bad shape right now and have a great deal to be thankful for.
As for tomorrow – ahhh, stay firmly ensconced on that barge in De Nile and enjoy the occasional pleasant breeze today. As Scarlet said: “I shall think about that tomorrow, for if I think about it today, I shall lose my mind.”
6/26/10 – Nu Du
After seeing the self-pix I took playing w/ my new camera, I decided it’s time for a new ‘do. Much better without the straggle. Unfortunately a stubble cut doesn’t automatically make one look like Bruce Willis. LOL
8 days since chemo, feeling much better. Aching reduced to lower legs. Fingers still seem to be getting number/tinglier – why couldn’t it have been my pinkies & ring fingers instead of thumbs & index fingers – some hassles w/ buttons & separating pages or sheets of paper. Main thing is lack of energy – I feel pretty good when sitting on my ass, bored out of my skull, but minimal exertion and I’m beat, wore out, whipped, exhausted.
Realistically, although I (obviously) love to bitch, moan & complain, I’m doing so much better than a lot of chemo patients. No acute nausea, diarrhea, vomiting, bleeding, bloating, or else drastic weight loss, or innumerable other possible side effects.
I’ve even been gaining weight. I was so thin a couple months ago that my pants would fall off – in one case literally, but fortunately I had on boxers under them – without a tightly cinched belt. Now the waistbands are beginning to feel a little snug again.
Plus I have my sister (with her air-conditioned apartment!) to look after & feed & generally spoil me rotten[er] And of course I bitch because she doesn’t have cable – ingrate!
But I am really not in bad shape right now and have a great deal to be thankful for.
As for tomorrow – ahhh, stay firmly ensconced on that barge in De Nile and enjoy the occasional pleasant breeze today. As Scarlet said: “I shall think about that tomorrow, for if I think about it today, I shall lose my mind.”