It’s been a couple of days since my first round of chemo, so I thought I’d check in. First of all, it’s not so bad. The nausea is on par with morning sickness, which I know I can get through. The heartburn was a surprise, but Zantac is keeping it under control.
Mostly, it’s fatigue. Not like oh I stayed up too late and could use a nap, but like full body weariness. My knees are weak and the thought of doing anything physical fills me with overwhelming blerg. As I told my husband this morning: “I feel like I’m made out of butter.”
Which is all much better than the shivering pale head-in-the-toilet creature that I was afraid of. I think I can do this!