The little things

I’m sure I have heard it before that it’s not fighting cancer it’s fighting all the little things. That is definitely the case with me today. It’s how I couldn’t sleep because the medicine had me all blocked up and very uncomfortable. My port is still sore and I can’t really sleep on that side. It’s how my nose was stuffed up and then bloody and I have pink eye for some reason? I was convinced the dog peed somewhere but couldn’t look around because it was the middle of the night. Then I took a bath in the middle of the night to attempt to calm the f down.
Every day it’s the little things, It’s the appointments changing and the labs getting lost, it’s wanting your hoodie dry before your appointment it’s wanting to eat some amazing thing your honey made but you just can’t. It’s hard. It’s not for the weak y’all.

That said first chemo went well y’all. My dr confirmed the pathology that it is breast cancer in my liver and we took our first attack on it today. My Dr is giddy, no really, about this treatment plan. I mean really excited, it’s just right for me. So they accessed the port they put in Monday and went at it. I’m still a little uncomfortable from my innards being bound up (sorry tmi) but all in all not to bad. Because the tv I sat near had Supernatural and Bones on it the nurses kept bringing me delicious tea, Stacy picked me up with trashy magazines and gum and M
ike is preparing me kids food because that is what chemo makes me want to eat. I guess it’s the little things.


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