Chemo is my friend. It's got some baaaaaaaad stuff in it, but the good stuff is going to help me more than the bad stuff is going to hurt me, so .... chemo is my friend.
We got there at 11 am. Vanessa put the first IV in just fine (painfully, but fine), and then no blood would come out, so she had to call in an expert to choose another vein. Jill showed up and within a minute or so, we were in business. After 3 types of anti-nausea drugs, 2 types of chemo, and lots of saline, I finished at 2:30.
I feel fine. We'll see what each new day brings. I plan to attack every day like I didn't have chemo.
My sweet hair girl, Kristi, called tonight to see how I was doing. I told her I wanted to cut my hair off and donate it to Locks of Love. She offered to drive 30 miles to my house on her day off to cut my hair. WHAT A DOLL! errrr.... I mean.... She's the breast! So, Sunday I'll have really short hair. I haven't had really short hair since my pixie cut in 4th grade. :-) Hmmm... I should post that photo.
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