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Week 12 - Cycle 3 of 12

Righto, so when last we left our embattled TheNewMe, she was thinking "Ok - I can deal with this", well, that was cycle 2.

After Cycle 3, I have to admit that I had a bit of a rough week, and perhaps more so because I had been feeling so much better (relatively speaking).   I did go into the office more days and I did try and do a bit more, but even so, I was shocked by the level of exhaustion that I felt because it was so unexpected.  Even to the point of going in my bed at 4:00pm when I got home...and staying there.

Aside from that, (and I am not sure what was the culprit for this), but I had a lot of aching bones over the course of 3 days.  I don't know if you've ever felt your thigh bones ache, but I believe I have, and I wouldn't recommend it at all.  It might be yet another side effect of the chemotherapy drug that I have only just experienced, but you can be sure I'll be complaining again if I get afflicted by this after the next cycle.

Fortunately, I feel better again now, just in time for Cycle 4 tomorrow - imagine, 1/3 way through!

Comments

Savi said…
Just keep on hanging in there and do whatever you need to to get you through this. Hope Cycle 4 treats you better!

Savi
Austin Trini said…
Hey Savi - so far so good. It is Friday and I don't have the tremendous aching, but I was wiped out yesterday.So today will be an early day for me!

Part of it is also trying to figure out which drugs I can do without in all of the additional medication they give me that is NOT necessarily for the cancer, but to help manage side-effects (since they also have side effects themselves)..lol

Sal

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