First chemo done (sort of). Bringing home a slow drip called 5FU. Come on, guys…something called FU has to be nasty. Anyway, I sat around for five hours and watched stuff traveling down the tubes and into me while Sean and Jerry watched me. We played cards. I called a few people. We laughed and talked but it certainly wasn’t exciting. It was like watching the grass grow. Next time I think I’ll send Jerry away and read a book and take a nap.
I’ve read that when you have chemo you should visualize that chemo attacting the tumor and killing all the little cancer guys sneaking around inside your innocent little (or not so little ) body. Some people see kamikazes and others see bombers or a butch of guys with machine guns. Of course a peacenik might have trouble with all those guns. What I see is the tumor as a rock and a sun hot enough to turn that rock to lava is slowly melting it and warming my whole body to kill all the extra little escapees. I’m not sure where everything goes once it melts. Haven’t gotten to that part of the visualization. I mean I don’t want it to melt and freeze then somewhere else. Maybe I should get a machine gun.
Heading over to Chris and Jackie’s tomorrow for the day (Chris is my oldest nephew–one of Eileen’s kids). Erin and her gang are arriving tonight and we’ll go over in the morning to spend the day. (You did know we were planning to come all day, right, Jackie?).
This morning I went to the Apple store that’s just down the road from Anne’s. When I come home I will know SO MUCH about how to use my new MacBook Pro. Love that MacBook Pro.
I’m reading The Goldfinch. Loved the first part but not so sure about the second part.
Off to see the Littles toting a fanny pack full of 5FU that’s slowly
going into my arm via the PICC line. Just went through all my clothes looking for a shirt with loose sleeves. Found a couple that might work. We’re good. It’s all good.