It's still early in the day, but in general, I still feel OK. I started having a hang-over sort of feeling yesterday, but a few Tylenol and making sure I stayed hydrated and ate plenty of protein kept that at bay. Sleeping was rough last night. I was so tired (I'm not pretty sure it is the Compazine that is knocking me out) that I decided to not take Ambien, but then I slept very lightly, thanks to the steroids, and woke up at 4:30. After that, I lay there awake, until I finally fell back asleep only to be jarred awake by a horrible Tynan tantrum having to do with his inability to find the exact pair of socks he was expecting to wear to school...somehow this all had to do with his brothers hating on him, the fact that he has no place in his room to store socks, all of which boiled down to the fact that he got a new bag of socks on Saturday, left them on the steps, and I guess someone else wore them. Who knows. I had no pity.
Now, I'm awake.
Just choked down a handful of pills. Get to start Zofran today.
See the surgeon tomorrow and should get full clearance for physical activity.
Don't tell my family. I haven't washed a dish, pushed a broom or mop or vacuum, made a bed, or done any laundry for weeks. Some of those activities, I haven't done for months!
I will join the Community Center, though, as soon as I get clearance. I just wish they had a pool, not that using a public pool is recommended during active chemo, nor during radiation, nor after reconstructive surgery, so I wouldn't have used it this year anyway! But I do love to swim, and the Rec Center leaves so much to be desired (such as HEAT in the water, convenience, etc). On the other hand, I now have pert boobies so I'd fit in that way.
This entry has devolved into a babbling of nothingness. I'm going to watch a mindless movie on my laptop and hope to fall asleep again.