Ho! Side Effects Ahead

Had my second round of chemo today. Just a quick half-hour and I was out the door.

I had my scheduled lunch with my gal pal Yvi who is such a special soul. Just being in her presence nourishes my soul. As I have said before, friend therapy is the best kind of therapy.

I drove home and crashed on the couch watching old seasons of Survivor on Hulu. I am watching Cook Islands and damn if I don't love Parv more! I have watched every season of Survivor and it is on my Make-A-Wish list to be on the show. We will see how that goes.

I didn't get to sleep until 3am the previous night and I was kind of zonked.

I woke up to nauseousness.

***DISCLAIMER - UNSAVORY BITS AHEAD***

I have a golf ball sized lump of lymph nodes sitting on my lower bowel. I think it is obstructing my ability to use the restroom as I have been battling intermittent constipation. Every bout leaves me mentally and physically exhausted.

When you can't go, nothing else in life matters. It consumes my every thought. When I think I have to go, I scamper to the bathroom but leave unfulfilled - or is it overfilled?

I have been eating regularly, so why no output? My doctor confirmed today that it is probably the work of the golf ball and gave me some medication to help the movements commence.

I also developed a minor fever and am sneezing. So here come the side effects I thought I artfully dodged. As I was praising myself to my doctor about how awesome my body is and I am having no side effects he warned me not to claim victory too soon as sometimes the side effects may take a day or two to develop.

Damn him - damn him all to hell. Why is he always right?

As fate would have it, it is 10:30 and I am sitting here - feverish, achy, stopped up, and nauseous. I guess that burrito wants to come out one end or the other.

This sucks donkey balls. I am not a good sick person. So I took my first PP (poop pill) at 2:30 this afternoon and I am anxiously waiting for 2:30am to hit so I can pop another one.

See how whiny I am in this post? In real life I am 10x worse.

I want my mommy.