Reality Has Set In. I Won't Be the First Energetic, Vibrant Chemo Patient Ever.

Today I hit the chemo wall, I think. I got a little taste of what I'm in for for the next 11 weeks and 3 days. Yeah, that's right, I'm already reduced to counting the days.
I woke up with an upset stomach and I have one now, and it's been the same every minute in between. It's not nausea. It's that feeling of hating all food, but knowing you'll feel much worse if you don't eat. Just 2 days ago I liked food a lot, but today I don't care to ever think, smell, or taste food ever again.
I am able to do a lot of the things I normally do, however. I cleaned the kitchen, took care of Tadman and gave him a bath, and folded socks today. Hooray! I actually like the feeling of accomplishing something.
Rachel took me to get a Whopper in the early afternoon because I couldn't think of anything else I thought I could eat. We also got some cat food and Biotene Toothpaste. It was recommended by my dentist to help prevent the mouth sores that often come with chemo.
Greg was still sick and stayed home today. We kept him pretty isolated to try to prevent spreading his illness around the house. Unfortunately I'm afraid to go anywhere near him, so Rachel's been warming soup and fetching medicines and liquids for him. She's been wonderful to both of us, poor girl.
I got a little afternoon nap today under a nice warm blanket. I fell asleep to "Pride and Prejudice" which is always very soothing to me. The little kids (Hunter on down) were with their grandma and Ron at the family fun center formerly called Boondocks. It was nice to have the peace and quiet so the ill old folks in the family could sleep.
We had another lovely meal tonight--I was actually able to eat it!--and I watched a little NCAA tournament action. That was almost enough to make me feel good!
The best moment of the day came when I was getting Taddy's jammies on. He gave me the best, tightest hugs as I changed him. Feeling his sweet, soft warm little body in my arms was the best. It made the sadness, the stomach, and the fear all melt away for a few minutes. How fortunate I feel to have that little friend in my home while I endure this treatment. Everything about him exudes life and hope!!
Thank you friends for the food and the phone calls and checking in on me. I really do appreciate the support and you are making a difference. Continue to pray for me, especially that I'll be able bear this cancer treatment with courage and hope.