The day after

Ok, the boys now belong to him, they are all gone, and I have lived to tell about my first round of chemo. I didn't say anything to the boys as we left the courthouse out of fear I might tell them how I really felt and how they made me feel and therefore, I would say things I would deeply regret. I felt it was better to just walk away.

Becky took me to the hospital yesterday and sat with my until my sister could arrive. I was in by 9 and out by 2:30 and they even fed me lunch at the hospital! It was edible, let's leave it at that. After picking me up, we drove to Oak Forest and I was able to pick out a wig that the VA will pay for. It looks almost exactly like my old hair, but I won't have to worry about cuts and color! I tried the hot blond but it washes out my skin so bad I look dead. NOT the look a chemo patient is going for!

Ok, how do I feel? I feel surprisingly good, with "good" being relative. I actually think I could go into work for a few hours today, but my roommate just keeps laughing when I mention it. I was sent home with all sorts of new friends in bottles and we are keeping the anti-nausea ones close at hand. I really don't feel that bad, but they say the first dose can be deceiving.