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Hovering Over The Sink
Yet one more indignity of chemo
When going through cancer, there are good days and bad days. This is particularly true when you opt to do chemo.
Monday a friend took me to get an infusion at Texas Oncology because I had woken up, felt nauseous and threw up in the kitchen sink 14 times.
On a side note — I never drank much in college so I’ve never thrown up in a toilet. When I was a kid, my Mom would hold me over the kitchen sink and then clean me up after.
I didn’t have an appointment at Texas Oncology but figured they could help keep me hydrated. I explained to one of the nurses what was going on. They told me if I could wait 20 minutes a chair would be freed up so I could get the infusion.
That seemed to resolve everything, but then this morning I felt nauseous again.
I’d been given pills for nausea — gentle medication that I was supposed to take 15 minutes before eating, and a strongerd drug if the first didn’t work.
Given how much medication I’ve taken since starting chemo, I think I have a whole pharmacy in my house.
I took both pills, had a spoonful of yogurt instead of the breakfast I’d originally planned (and already cooked) and threw that up. So I think today I might end up fasting, though I may try…
