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I don't blame the nurses. It is obvious to me that they care deeply about their patients and do their best under complicated pressures. If I had been clearer about my needs from the beginning, I'm sure things would have gone differently. Live and learn... I did leave messages for both my regular chemo nurse (who wasn't in that day) and the nurse in charge of my clinical trial explaining what was difficult for me about the experience and how we might remedy it in the future. (I suggested we save the conversation for the phone if we can't get a room. If space is indeed the issue, I offered to write letters to whomever might be in a position to change that.) About my side effects, thanks also for the insight and suggestions. Though I'm sorry to know my experience is common, I'm glad to understand that there are things I can do about it.
I am feeling better. Yesterday (Monday) was the first day I could say I felt more like myself than not. Weak, weird in the gut, but not terrible. I hate that I have to go through it all over again on Friday, but for now, all is well.
|I will probably lose my hair in the next week or so, but in the meantime it was getting too long. On Saturday evening, my brother A~ (social worker by day, kitchen stool beauty salon superhero by night) gave me a trim.|
|Saturday night, home, showered, and receiving my daily dose of Millie-love.|
|J~ gets some too.|
|Sunday night: a jewelry-making date with my Mom.|
|Millie love for everybody!|