Just when we are starting to figure how how much to eat, how much to drink, chemo starts. Talk about a monkey wrench. One of the chemo drugs requires 12-14 glasses of water a day. Guess what, our first weekend was the pitts... we went to the ER twice, and ended up paying $500 for 4 litres of saline! Don't ya think that is silly? My parents say we need home heath care and we're waiting for the triage nurse to call us back since Dr V's right hand Ms O said we had to talk to the t-nurse. Waiting. Waiting. That has to be one of the hardest parts... all the waiting rooms, waiting for the doc in the exam rooms, chemo, and phone calls. We really need to get stable because radiation is forthcoming in 10 days and that's gonna be a new challenge. Olympics here we go and "LIVESTRONG". I watched the Tour de France, and remember Lance with my yellow band.
The second week is passable... too much "heartburn" though Dr V said he shouldn't have nausea.... Ha! Gotta have a good sense of humor!
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