Next Round-Monday!

Sorry, haven't been up to blogging recently. Have been either battling fatigue & some lingering nausea or have been at work. I know, I know it's crazy. Week three means I get to go back to work. Before you scoff, let me say that when you feel like crap for two straight weeks, going back to work is actually a good thing. Normalcy, good. Sickness, bad. See?

So, I've been working, mostly half days, trying to focus on something other than the fact that I will be back in the chemo chair come Monday, November 23 and possibly sick the entire week of Thanksgiving. Ugh. We are adjusting my meds this go round so I am really hoping that I don't experience the same nausea as last time, but we will wait and see. Maybe I'm being unrealistic in expecting meds to help as much as I want them to, on the other hand, I can't believe that this is really the way it has to be. So it is possible that I will be spending Thanksgiving at the table, but it is equally possible that I won't. Ugh, I hate uncertainty.

And lemme just comment on this craziness that the media is reporting on these days about those whacked out recommendations to wait until you are 50 for a mammogram. WTF people? This is just so freaking insane, I just can't believe it. Yet again, we are supposed to chose to allow ourselves to get really sick before we seek help (to save the insurance companies a buck no doubt), as opposed to getting screened early and potentially avoiding late-stage diagnosis and late-stage treatment. Simply insane. I think we know enough about breast cancer in women under 40 to safely say that if you don't catch it early, your chance of survival isn't good. But I guess those women just don't matter, is that what we're trying to say, cause that is definitely what it sounds like you're saying to me.

Off soapbox, back to blog.

Chemo Monday, birthday party with 9 boys Saturday. Woohoo! I AM CRAZY!