First One Down

Toast, applesauce...toast, apple juice...toast, apple juice, soup. Hopefully by tomorrow I can add something new to the food chart! It's so funny that Alan and I knew that I wouldn't feel like eating after chemo probably until Thursday or Friday. He went out Monday morning and got breakfast and I was so excited because I normally don't eat a big, greasy, fatty meal. Allie was still in bed when he got back and I was even more excited to get to eat in peace! :) I sat down in the floor and placed my food just right with my juice and napkin placed nicely to one side. I took one bite and it was absolutely delicious! The doorbell rang and my hair was a disaster so I ran upstairs to hide. Our neighbor dropped by to borrow a tool from Alan. He is super nice and has a little dog that Allie loves to play with. He brought his dog along with him. They talked and I heard Alan raise his voice a tad bit at the dog. So, when I came downstairs I had a nice surprise. My breakfast was gone except for one little piece with dog drool on it. I wanted it so bad I was tempted to eat it anyway. Lol.  The chemo went well and the nurses and staff were the nicest I have met at any clinic. It took about 5 hours total to get my bloodwork done and get all of the chemo drugs. Monday night when I got home I was extremely sick and thought that there was no way to make it through this. By Tuesday morning I felt a little better and went in for fluids and stomach meds. The fluids are put through my iv and help things so much. Last night was a little better but the steroids kept me up for what seemed like forever. For the first time, Allie spent the night with a friend and we watched 3 movies in a row before falling asleep.  Today I went for fluids again and am feeling somewhat better. I haven't been able to eat yet but hopefully tomorrow will be the day. I am going to have a scan on Friday just to see exactly where I am starting from so we can see how the chemo drugs are changing things over the next months. I had one in October but things have had time to change and move since then. We are going to continue this treatment for 3 months and do another scan. I wake up every day with tons of emails and posts on facebook. I don't always respond but please know that every single word that I read encourages me and helps me through this. Ive taken on a new job since being sick...I need a black and white striped shirt and a whistle. Every morning Alan and Allie fuss while I referee from the bedroom. They are downstairs trying to get out of the door and she is crying about this and that and he is wanting to bang his head in the wall. I'm upstairs yelling trying to tell him what it is she wants...it's just a mad house but I wouldn't have it any other way! :)