These last 4 days have been pretty much miserable, getting sick every time I stand up or move. But I think we are starting to see the end of that. I have found that if I push food in even when I'm queasy, it seems to help. I'm finally able to get up and do stuff for myself.
We switched my hair appointment to Tuesday at 7pm so it's more private. The shop is closed on Tuesdays and this way no one I don't want there will be. It's emotional for me the way it is. I am very anxious over it.
This week, I have an echo on Wednesday but that's the only doctor appointment I have. Erik is going to come with me because it's so early in the morning and because I don't know how I will feel. I have to say, he has been a trooper through this. Not knowing what to do. Feeling helpless. I just reinforce that he taking care of the house and kids is helping me more than he knows. He is such a good husband for putting up with me and my requests. I love him for going through this with me. The kids are being helpful and doing their chores for me. Evan played cards with me yesterday and let me win because I have cancer. It's sweet. Jaelyn cooks me grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Avery randomly came up and gave me a hug (something he usually doesn't do so it was a treat.) Braden has been a little more emotional worrying about me too but overall the kids are handling round 1 of chemo alright.
I dread going through this again and again for 15 more rounds. I am praying they will be easier on me.