Today was treatment day. Ill give you the highlights and then move on to more important things. I tried a new shortcut to the cancer center. It was not a shortcut, it was definitely more like a-really-really-long-cut-that-makes-you-late-and-does-not-score-points-with-the-nurse-who-accesses-your-port cut. But on the car ride over I drove with the sun roof open and I heard that song, Happy. And I had put extra numbing cream on my port this morning. So, worth it. My Dr. said my nausea has been worse than most. And for the last 4 rounds well have to up the anti-nausea meds. Umm yay? Does that come with a trophy...or something? If Im gonna win, Id at least like my picture on the wall, or one of those dollar tree medals on the cheap scratchy ribbon. I left with nothing, which was semi-disappointing. Actually he did give me Zantac through my I.V. So thats something. I went alone for the first time. Which was actually great! I like company, but sometimes being alone is what you need. And the best part! Were 9 down 7 to go!! Heres a little additional entertainment. I mean, what did you do before I started telling you the details of my day? So I felt pretty good when I got home, I decided to make dinner. Yes it was like 7pm and my husband had already eaten leftovers, but thats not the point. So I basically made dinner for myself. Heres how THAT went. I had a tuna steak in the fridge and I was informed by the internet that tuna steak is good when prepared with soy sauce. So I made some stir fry noodles and pan seared the tuna. It smelled and looked delicious. I was feeling really proud of myself, considering I havent cooked anything since June, 2004. Actually I like to cook and I used to cook. Jeremy has always bragged about my cooking. There have been times that my experiments go a bit...haywire, and we end up eating PB&J. But those times are rare. Seriously. Its just that I view a recipe as more of a spring board, with lots of spring. Tonight I had no help, this was all me baby! I make my plate and I think its pretty decent. Maybe a bit bland but that could also be one of the side effects of chemo. Nothing tastes the same anymore. So I ask Jeremy to try it. He likes it. Me: really? Its not bland? Jeremy: yea its pretty good. I trust Jeremy. He knows he can tell me when something is just not good. At this point I can tell he is re-evaluating his answer. Me: Well what do you like about it? Like what do you like and what do you not like? Jer: well it has kind of a weird after taste... Me: now I think I taste it too. So I start listing everything I put in it and making him smell everything....soy sauce, garlic, onion, carrots, maybe its the red chili paste? Jer: mmmm...no...not that..nope. I eventually give up. My pride a little wounded. I was really excited about that dang Asian noodle tuna...thing. Now that I put it out there like that it doesnt really sound that great. So I made cookies, because lets face it cookies make everything better. Even a slightly bruised ego. Ill blame it on the chemo. Chemo:1 Heather: 0 Moral of the story? Stop asking questions after you get the answer you want the first time. :)
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 03:44:12 +0000
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