Lou is calling these visits to the hospital Chemo Weekends. They aren't as much fun as a weekend at the beach, but I am hoping that they have a lasting impact on my good health.
Tomorrow, Chemo Weekend Three starts with a visit to Dr R. Our friend Mo is driving us to Duke. Lou will hang out with me all day, but then he will come home with our friend Darlene. Lou will stay home till about Saturday lunchtime, when he will return to Duke. Saturday evenings seem to be tough for me. The nausea starts, so I get more Zophran, and then I am a bit zonked. We'll spend Saturday night at the hotel, and our friend Gail will drive us home Sunday morning.
This is our new plan, and I am all for it. No reason for Lou to babysit me the entire time. Plus, I have visits lined up for the entire day Friday! Anya, Julie, Alice and Dan... I had to turn away Doane and Sharon and promise them a visit on the next Chemo Weekend.
I have been avoiding thinking about this upcoming Chemo Weekend because I was like, "Ugh, drag-o-rama." I didn't want to dwell on it till I could get a good attitutude going, like, "Yeah, gonna kill me some cancer cells this weekend."
My attitude is much better now. This is the best option available to me right now, so I might as well embrace it. Plus, 36 hours of nausea ain't too bad, in the grand scheme of things. And once this weekend is over, then the next thing on the schedule is my next scan, where we take a peek and see what's what.
I am really looking forward to the scan.