I’m falling behind with these journal entries. It’s been a rough week. Not only are the fevers and chills getting worse from the cancer, but now I have nausea and cramps from the hormones. This whole IVF treatment started out ok, but with each shot, every night, I feel worse and worse. Probably because I’m being pumped so full of estrogen, the doctor told me today that I’m equivalent to a pregnant lady. That explains the loss of appetite and throwing up of last night’s dinner. I sipped Gatorade and ginger ale all day, along with munching on Hawaiian bread. When I finally decided to have some dinner of chicken pho, it felt so good to eat it… now I feel slightly nauseous again. Sigh. My digestive system is completely out of whack.
I’ll be so happy when then this IVF treatment is over. Of course that means the beginning of chemo, which is beginning to really dawn on me. I’m slightly freaked out by it now that’s nearing. I was looking forward to it so I could start getting better, but I know it won’t be that easy.
What I am thankful for lately are my wonderful friends who have brought me food, helped me to get food, and just kept me company at home, especially since the bf has been working late all week. I thought I would really need them when treatment started, but I can’t believe how run down I’ve already become. Getting up and moving around is an effort. It is so frustrating to feel so crappy all the time.
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