Out on the patio right now. Feeling pretty good. That’s a nice change from the last day and a half.
Except for recording my broadcasts for Nebraska all of Friday was spent in bed. Not a good day. It was probably a reaction to my chemo or post-chemo Neulasta. It wasn’t terrible, but it was debilitating. I was fatigued and slightly nauseous, a pretty awful combo.
This is the kind of thing I expect, but can’t predict. It’s happened twice before, but I’ve had four chemo treatments.
Part of fighting cancer is understanding that it’s not going to be a continuous, steady march to the cure. Sometimes the effects of the treatment are worse than the disease. Actually, for me, all the treatments have been worse than the disease.
It’s important to focus on the goal and not worry about what happens along the way… or so I tell myself.