Day 3 of last cycle on phase 1 and I am exhausted. Napped several times on the sofa, and struggled to remember to take the antibiotics on time. I have a few more days left of the antibiotics. The port is looking better as well, not as red.
I have gifts to wrap, but the thought of going to the garage to bring in the wrapping paper so I could start was just too much to handle. The shakes are starting in as well, and they usually get worse before it gets better.
Looking forward to a visit from my cousin this weekend. Wonder if I can talk her into seeing Coco Friday night. I really want to see that movie. The Grandson liked it so much he begged to go see it a second time. It must be good. I also want to see Thor Ragnorak. Maybe I can convince Hubby to go see that Thursday.
I did finish one more donate project – a beaded scarf. Thanks Cousin Pam for donating such lovely yarns to work with…
I did forget to keep beads from my stash in the shed to make some flower pins with to add to chemo caps. I just could not face another trip to my shed to bring all the beads back in so I could finish the flowers. Tomorrow is another day.
Not much else going on, making a To Do list for tomorrow, hoping I’ll have more energy to tackle what I just could not do today.
I am noticing it’s getting harder to remember tasks I want to finish unless I write them down when I think of them. I really want a chalk board in the kitchen, I don’t understand why Hubby is so resistant to putting one up temporarily for me. I need something that does not move (like note pads), that I can refer to on short term memory issues. It is starting to get frustrating trying to remember things.
Today was also mostly cold feet and hot head day. Along with hot flashes starting to kick in from the chemo. Gotta love the days when you can’t decide if being naked wrapped in blankets that can be thrown off in a moments notice would be better than being fully dressed. Could be dangerous to come visit unexpectedly here!
Life is taking is slowly
Chemo brain is your excuse for poor short term memory, mine is just old age. Not that I wish this on anyone for any reason, I hope yours is a temporary problem. I understand how frustrating it is. Maybe a white board would be more acceptable to Robert, no chalk dust to clean up. LYTTMAB!