Still suffering side effects, but not as bad as last cycle. It’s not nice though. Even looking at food makes me nausaous. And I feel so tired.
I did manage to eat some dinner tonight, but not a lot, and it was very hard work. I dissected a chicken afterwards into chunks for stir-fry and small bits for adding to gravy, and that made me feel bad as well.
Still, as I said yesterday, it’s still a lot better than last cycle, and far, far better than the man I met who was being pulled off the chemo, because his reactions were so bad.
And if you will all excuse me, I’m going to bed now.