As much as I made fun of my smelly predicament, and it has reached some most foul proportions of stench, worse than an 18-month old, non-potty trained boy, with explosive diarrhea, that has a penchant for Milk Bones (yes, the middle child, of course, who else…), mine has taken on the stench of having had a dinosaur die in my colon a million years ago.
That said, this has continued into the night. I’ve finally given up on attempting to sleep as I am up every 45 minutes to an hour back on the “throne”. I have now gone back over all the specific paperwork we received from Chemo School. I knew to stock up on Coconut Water as this helps with dehydration, but I figured it would be more from vomiting not the diarrhea. I’m currently sipping my first pint until hubby wakes up and he can run to the store and get me some Imodium. I thought for sure we had some or I would have re-stocked that as well prior to this week. If we have it, I can’t find it. My “school work” says to take Imodium and then to call the office. I have an appointment Monday with my Oncologist, think I’ll take today to see what the Imodium does, and if that doesn’t help will definitely be talking to Dr. Sikaria about it tomorrow.
On the bright side, BBC is playing Planet Earth so I am greatly entertained. This very early morning it’s Blue Planet – about our oceans and all the animals that live there and how.
I’m also thinking that since this has been such a bad night for this Chemo Girl, that maybe somewhere out there some other Chemo Girl is having an easier night. I sure hope so. One of us should at least get some sleep…
Life is runny….