Last Friday was a cocktail day and overall it was much better than round one! First of all, I was much more relaxed since I knew what to expect. That in itself was huge. I knew where to sit (the wall is best rather than within the circle because week one I ended up having to play with others when I really just wanted to remain in isolation*), I knew when to go to the bathroom (definitely easier before they hook up my port), and I knew exactly how long each bag of meds would take (I wrote it down last time.) I went to bed on Friday feeling quite lethargic but the hangover didn't really kick in fully until Saturday. The great news is that the nausea, headaches, and lethargy weren't as overwhelming as they were the first time. So now it's Tuesday and I'm ready to rejoin the world again. Two more** of these rounds now seem doable!
(*I can chat it up with the best of them, but for me, getting into my own zone is best when I'm forced to deal with this stuff directly. One of the gifts of being older and wiser is knowing yourself.)
(**There are only two more of these harsh rounds over the next six weeks. There are more cocktails after that for a total of 52 weeks but they are supposed to be lighter fare.)
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