It seems that each chemotherapy drug I take has one side effect in common. Constipation. Yes, you have been warned.
Over the past number of months, I have been in this dance of high fibre and protein diet, with a balance of tons of water, Senakot, Milk of Magnesium, and various other things to "keep things flowing". :)
The first week of chemo is terrible, but I know when I have hit day 6/7/8--because, day 6 my stomach starts to burble. Day 7, it gets crampy and burbly, then Day 7 and 8 is this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7l6jg4Hlog (NSFW)
It's not a pretty it's down right awful and last night, although I knew it was coming....I just couldn't get past the panic of it all--it was a long night, Kent didn't know quite how to help, I thought he was angry with me...all-in-all not a good night.
Eventually it passed (Aren't you loving all this bathroom humour?) and I was feeling pretty great and starting to see the funny in all this....
Today, Day is day 8. Not out of the woods yet, but getting there. It is truly amazing how small I feel today--like my body is coming back to me yet again. So, over the next week or so, I will be normalizing again.
I never want to have to go through this again. Seriously.
Now, I need something. I have never been good as sitting still--and Kent commented the other day that with all this time to myself, I haven't found much in the way of mischief to get into.
The fact is, you need energy for mischief and I just don't have energy in abundance!
I have been up to some mischief in my own head....something that I am planning for Kent probably in the next year or so--depending on how all this chemo and cancer stuff comes out. (Bahahaha!)
Today, I think I will get in the kitchen and do some baking. I love baking, creating and cooking. And I know a certain someone who just can't resist my baking....
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