1/31/07

Last night was the night that never ended.

We went to the doctor’s office in the afternoon. I got my one chemo injection there. I wasn’t feeling to bad a little tired but what no biggie. We got home ate dinner. Then I took my anti-nausea pill. Then chemo watched a little TV with Heather during all of this. She was studying. I passed out about 11:30. Heather watched a little more TV. I got up because nature called at almost 2 am. I woke up again at 2:30 feeling nauseous and sweaty well not a good sign. I popped another pill well to late the game was on. To save your physical well being I will spare the throw by throw, but this went on until 6:30 am I lost count around the 7^th or 8^th trip. It had to be 10 plus times of multiple gut wrenching throws. Never before in the history of my treatment, and we know I got history, have I experienced this much suffering non-stop. Finally around 6:30 am it must have subs-sided and I passed out until 8 am. I couldn’t even lift my head. It felt like I was crushed into the mattress. Everything hurt. I popped another pill ate a couple crackers sipped a little water, took my seizure med’s and got up for a couple minutes barely able to move. You know that punched in the stomach feeling? I still have it now. I waited until 9am and made a few phone calls to my doctors. I got new anti nausea that melt on your tongue so you don’t have to wait for it to break down and tonight I am just going to try one chemo pill. I can’t go through another night like that. I tell you those are quitting night’s right there. Needless to say Heather got no sleep either and still had to function today. She is my support system, and helps keep on top of me. So today I rested up for my rematch tonight. Chemo is one of the shittiest things that can happen to ya.