Cycle 2 has begun…

So my hair has started to fall. I feel naked. I feel like a little chick with no feathers. I look at myself in the mirror and and I hate what I see. This will take a while to get used to. Many people mentioned that I look good bald, but it’s hard for me to believe it. It’s like a lost part of me. Thank goodness that hats and wigs exist.

The worst part was when I washed my hair. They came off in chunks didn’t mind shows it as it looked so bad after those chunks fell off.

It’s was my second cycle of chemotherapy this week and I was dreading it. On my way to the hospital, I wanted to cry. I knew what the next weeks will be like: nausea, drowsiness, headaches, back and chest pain, let’s just say crappy. I can’t escape from it. I have to do it. I have to fight!

This week was a little bit different than last time. The mood in the chemo room was different.

A big guy with tattoos entered the room for his first chemo treatment. When the nurse explained to him how it works, he mentioned that he can’t swallow pills. He was scared of it. He said that he took meds with bacon and he would chew the pills. He was obsessed with bacon. He even offered some to the nurse. This was so funny. I assume that’s how he was processing and expressing his stress.

The aftermath of my chemo treatment was a bit easier this week. The nausea on the second day wasn’t as intense than last time. I guess it’s because I knew how to manage my medications better. I slept pretty much from Monday to Thursday. I was awake a few hours at the end of each day to spend with my little guy when he came back from daycare.

I hate the ween after chemo. I feel like I am useless, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I have to get better.

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