I think this past week has been my worst week ever in regard to side effects. Sweet bajeezus. When you are a big girl the last thing you want to suffer from is being dizzy or light headed. When you stand up and feel as though you are going to go face first into the carpeting...not a good thing. Hello...big girl, coming through. Wow. I remember being a little light headed last time, I don't recall it being like I had been on an all night binge, having possibly ingesting some foreign substance and feeling as though if I don't lay my head down, it's gonna pull me over. You know when the Peanuts characters do the Snoopy dance and they act like they have no bone (see the little girl below...bottom right) in their necks? Just add 75 pounds and visual my face in place of hers.
No treatment tomorrow (Monday, September 17th)...lab day only. I am so hoping to get some relief this week. Today was a decent day in comparison to the past week or so. Could it be that the chemo gods are shining down on me and are going to give me a break? They do that you know. They give you a week off so you forget just how shitty you feel...then they send you back for two weeks of treatment back to back. Sneaky bastards.