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Day 2 Of Chemofication

The drunk part has definitely worn off. The tired and queasy part had begun. I can’t say much except that I feel tired and queasy. No wild and weird symptoms so far. I’ll let you know when that happens. However, I have felt this way before when trying on some new brain meds or after particularly gruesome bouts of my IBS. While not feeling too great I have felt this way before and can handle it.

I am desperately trying to cram fluids down my gullet with little success. I am supposed to have 10 LARGE cups of something each day. I am lucky if I am at 10 sips. Once I get my port-a-cath installed I plan to just insert a straw down there and guzzle back Mountain Dew right into my bloodstream. My lack of appetite is not worrying me much as I have some junk in my trunk I could stand to loose. No biggie.

So there you go. Not feeling too terrible but not a lot is going to get me out of bed. Bed is good. Basically, just feeling a little toxic.