First Chemo

After the creepiness of the port and the shock of the blood clots and the frustration of getting the blood thinner, chemo itself was... anticlimactic. I hope I don't really regret saying that a couple days from now. Sticking the needle in the port was creepy, yes. But then it was all basic. The saline had its characteristic odd taste in the back of the nose, the bags of things dripped down, and I don't feel sick yet. Knock on wood. Knock on wood. I did a little bit of work, got wiped out and napped, and that was about that. Home now with the pump slowly making its camera clicks every few minutes and hoping it goes smoothly. I've lined up all the nausea meds in the order recommended.

I did feel the first side effect; going out to get the mail my lips and hands prickled and stung with the cold. And filling the 4-year-old's water bottle before bedtime my hands prickled again, so clearly something's going on there. Now to bed and to wait and see.