If one word could be used to describe my weekend, it would be "BLAH". Mitch has worked all weekend, Jordan has stayed home all weekend (his choice... **shock**) and I have done nothing but lay around. On a scale of 1-10, my energy level has been about a 4. Just can't get going. My tastebuds are changing. Food is tasting different. Kind of takes the fun out of eating.
I still hate my new "haircut". That's probably another reason I haven't felt like going anywhere or even having company. I did have to force myself to go to Wal Mart yesterday to get Mitch something to take to work for lunch. I wore my wig. HATED IT. I didn't hate the wig itself, its just hot, itchy and very uncomfortable. I couldn't wait to get home and jerk it off. So now, I guess I'm going to have to decide between appearance vs. comfort. :/
I guess even though I am beginning to experience the effects of chemo, I should still be thankful its not worse than it is. I have a few friends that post on FB about how sick they are from "red devil". I will probably have to have that at some point- and I'm not looking forward to it.
My birthday is tomorrow. The big 4-0. Blah. What do I want for my birthday? To be well again, and have my hair back.
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