its probably the drugs but...

i feel good right now! this time yesterday I was just about to go in for my first chemo appointment, while still smarting from my keyhole surgery on monday (and the vomiting after the general anesthetic) - was full of nerves and confusion, and between my temporary menopause induction, the operation, and the treatment anticipation, had no idea how much of it was real... the treatment was just 2 bags of IV, red and transparent, but since i had so much IV training right after Sage was born it wasn't so bad. and then loads of info. and then waiting to see how i felt. that was the bad part. but we ate dinner and i felt ok. and we watched Bake Off (what luck that it came on at this time - perfect comfort escapism), and I felt OK, and I took some extra anti sickness drugs prophylactically and i still felt ok... and then i slept and woke up in the morning and still felt ok... so i guess i am feeling ok! and i feel so relieved. i was really expecting the worst, especially after i vommed so much (including just outside the hospital when i was leaving) after the keyhole surgery, when that was supposed to be no big thing... i'm sure it will get worse, but right now i am just so relieved i am buzzing.

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