treatment time

All the nurses at the cancer center loved my dress.

The injections (Faslodex) are done. I get two: one in each ass cheek. They were given simultaneously by two nurses. It hurt more than I anticipated, but I’m a tough bitch so it was fine. One of the nurses was like, “Damn, she didn’t even flinch.” That’s the silver lining of chronic pain, friends.

Eventually, I’ll be starting a bone strengthener, Zometa, which is also an injection.

Next up: start taking these babies right here –

This is the oral chemo. One per day, at the same time, with a meal. Apparently it’s very important that it’s taken with food. I’ve decided to take mine with dinner, since that’s the only meal I consistently eat.

I slept hardly at all last night, and woke up early, so I’m currently in bed, ready for napping. I had a dream that I had Covid-19. I woke up sweaty and startled.

It was weird being out of the house today. I stayed as far away from people as I could, but I’m still super paranoid. I’m happy that I don’t have to leave the house again until Monday afternoon (for rads). D is going to go to the store later to pick up some stuff. Friday Night Dinner Date is still a go. Tonight we’re making steak and broccoli cheese rice bake. I might wear a formal dress…just because.

Thank you to everyone who has sent messages of love and support today. ❤️💙

Happy Friday!

day one: done

I had all phone appointments today, and I think it went pretty well. I could see this just being the new norm.

Tomorrow I have no appointments scheduled, so I will hunker down and get as much of this paperwork done as possible. My plan is to go back to the office on Wednesday (if I can) and swap out files. We will do this for at least the next two weeks, but maybe longer. It’s starting to sound like it will be longer.

Friends have been texting me saying that the stores are chaos. D and I are going to head to Dierbergs as soon as his last meeting is finished.

Send thoughts and prayers!