Yesterday was the last day of my chemo blast. To say it sucked would be an understatement. Dry heaving and nausea are the worst, coupled by the fog in my head that doesnt seem to go away. I have the next two days off to “rest” which basically means detox, before my transplant of Thursday. Everyone keeps prepping me that the worst is yet to come…the transplant Thursday followed by the 5 or so days afterwards. Judging by how I feel now I’m not quite sure how to handle this, but I will try my best.
My diet has basically consisted of ginger tea and soup, except for last night when my amazing fake fam came over to watch the bachelor finale (which subsequently I would have rather had more chemo than to watch that season again)-they brought barrio chips and dip. Of course I had some which turned out to be a mistake. But lesson learned. I love you girls.
I haven’t seen derek or Mack for a few days, as Mack is still a little sick, and having a hard time with derek leaving. Derek is staying the night tonight though, and I’m really excited. Just having him here-even if I can’t get out of bed or talk- will help a ton.
They allowed me to unhook from the fluids for about an hour which is great. I’m so swollen and bloated, and it just makes me feel more nauseous. Going to try to make the most of it.
Thank you all again so much for the support. The big moment is approaching in just two days. And after all this? Well it better fucking work!