What a weird week it has been. My port is much better these eight days after insertion. For some reason the port, which is on the cancer shoulder side, has exacerbated the droning pain that the radiation had finally taken away but it is not nearly as bad... Sort of a dull burning. My lungs are worse these days, I would greatly appreciate prayers for healing and good breathing and calming of the coughing. When I wake and sit up it is about an hour of coughing and clearing my lungs. The coughing is actually to a full gag that panics me that I might actually throw up. So grateful that its only two or three big gags before that settles down. It's just strange. I am sleeping 11 and 12 hours as my "night", trusting my body is using those sleep hours for good!
Tonight I am finding myself very short-tempered. Eek. Not sure what's up, best to keep my mouth shut and myself on the sidelines. Emotions are up and down this week, for the most part I'm okay and not any one big panic or sad or angry or anything... In fact I feel fairly mellow so not sure where the random flows of tears come from. Wondering if I am having some flu shot symptoms with the tired and the achy and such. Who knows. Anything can be cancer or 40 or tired or life.
M is at a sleepover with a BFF and its just me and the menfolk. Friday TV for sure!
Chemo on Tuesday.