This was a month that I could have lived without. Wait a minute – the only way to live without a month would have been to be dead and I am not really ready to go there yet. The positives were that I finished my last round of oral chemo and just might have a digestive system that works reasonably well for the first time since January. It also might slow down my weight loss trend as well.
Yes, I know, for all of you who are fighting the double whammy of age + an extra kilo or more, it is hard to listen to someone on the other end. There is nothing any of us can do about the genetics that we inherited. I am classic for generations of women in my family. Standard height, reasonable weight, no indication of inheriting any of the “starvation gene” tendencies. My appetite regulation is good – if I don’t need calories, I don’t get hungry. Sweets? Eh Anyway – I have been going down a 0.5kg a month. I just haven’t all that interested in food. A bit of nausea on the side and eating is the last thing on my mind.
Exercise hasn’t been all that possible either. Fatigue? Overwhelming. Game Face? On most days. Stitching – three finishes for the month – Miss Forest Mushroom, You got This, and Dreamer.
So there I was last Wednesday ready and happy to be done with the chemo and woke up with the parotid infection. As of today, I have made it through the heat packs, ibuprofen and antibiotics Definitely on the mend.
Not much stitching, instead I am trying to sort out stitching supplies. The floss is done, as are the pattern bins as of this afternoon. Tomorrow, along with more Olympics, I will be on to all the loose stuff which is harder than anything above. From there it will fabric and done.
