Perpetual Ruminations

Waiting For the Day

What day? The day I start to feel better. So far, each day out of my last infusion is bringing more sickness, neuropathy, fatigue, pain, and misery. I know it will take about a week, maybe more, before I begin to recover. I also know that each treatment is worse than the previous. I didn't know how much worse it could get, but so far, each new day has shown me.

I have no appetite or desire to eat, nothing tastes as it should, and everything brings nausea; thankfully, the medication they provided nips that right in the bud. Despite no desire to eat or drink, I know I need the nutrition to heal, so I force myself to eat, and I know if I dehydrate, I'll feel even worse, so I drink water, juice, and ultra-filtered milk (it is easier on my stomach and has more protein than regular).

It's tough right now, but I know that one of these first days I'll wake feeling better, and for that I'm thankful. I know that my neuropathy is going to get worse before it gets better, but hopefully, when I talk to the doctor on Tuesday, she will have some options for lessening the tingling. I have been doing a bit of research, and it sounds like an EMS Foot Stimulator may offer some relief. Another source of relief is Max.

Max is my Husky, and he now has his winter coat, thick, soft, and warm. When he lies on my feet, it's instant relief, and running my fingers through his thick fur helps with the tingling in my fingers.  Of course, just interacting with both Max and Bellah makes me feel better, and we are all waiting for the day I can go outside without discomfort and play with them in the snow!