Therapy 2.1

Today was the first day of Round 2, starting with 5 days straight of chemo. In other words, "the hard week." Monday's chemo is done. 2 pokes today - the first IV had a weird problem and gave me pain. Because my veins are so small, and not very accessible and only usable in my right arm (so as not to disturb my clotted left), my nurse Shirley left the second one in and is hoping to use it again tomorrow. This also means I have one of those stylish fishnets on my elbow tonight, which I think goes with my super-cute (what Allison calls my "street urchin") hat. I got to put another sticker on the front of my binder (my visual count of chemo sessions), and got to open another present from my Happy Basket. And when I got home all I wanted to do was take a nap. It's still amazing to me that I can sit in a chair all day (it was a 9-3 kinda day again), doing almost nothing, and come home feeling so wiped out - although today was not a hit-by-a-freight-train feeling, more like hit-by-a-compact-car. I would so much rather be exhausted from climbing ladders in the Tucson summer.

So, tonight's hope is for a good sleep and that my IV is usable tomorrow.