Remember the White Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland? He carried a big pocket watch all the time and kept saying, "I'm late for a very important date!" That's kind of how I feel, and yet today is dragging by. That could possibly be because I was awake at four. We had some errands this morning but I took a little nap later and feel great now.
This morning I started the pre-chemo process. I have to take a steroid twice a day, on the day before chemo, the day of, and the day after. My port isn't swollen anymore, as it was for a couple of days right after the implant, so it'll be ready for the first chemo session tomorrow. I have to rub a lidocaine cream on the site in the morning to prepare for that.
This afternoon I'm going to a class at the cancer clinic with my entourage (hubby and daughter) to learn how to use the five other prescriptions Dr. C gave me to deal with chemo and its side effects. If I don't see the oncologist today, I will tomorrow for sure, and we'll talk more about the PET scan results.
Saturday I got a "Get Well" card from the kind and skilled pre-op and OR staff at the hospital. Yeah. Get well for sure. I intend to.
Good news: My pedicure Friday was divine. No low lights and soft music at this place--the girl has to see my feet, after all--but I'm grateful for that service. After two months my feet were getting kind of gross. She is a sweet and loving person.
Other good news: the cellulitis on my legs is no longer weeping. It felt so good to be able to wear normal shoes over the weekend, but I got Unna boots again this morning to continue the healing process, so I'm back to the bedroom slippers that are cruddy with zinc oxide residue from the Unna boots. It's possible the chemo will speed up the healing process.
Or not. We'll see what tricks these chemicals are going to play on me.