Week 1 - DONE, thank god for that. What a crap week that was. I have spent the vast majority of the week feeling sick, tired, and really spaced out. It has been like the mother of all hangovers - without the good stuff. No crazy-ass table dancing to cringe about. No awesome singing. No. Just feeling like shite. Thanks very much.
My body feels like it has been run over by a bus. I guess that means the drugs are kicking some evil arse - well let's hope so anyway. I had a total meltdown about it all yesterday - bound to happen I guess. The thought of feeling this rubbish for the next 6 months just became all too much. I'm sure once I get into it then I will know when I will feel bad and it becomes more manageable. But let's be real - who the hell should ever "get into" chemo. Jesus - just so wrong.