This evening at dinner my daughter told me I have two superpowers. A super sense of smell and super smelly pee. It also constantly changes colors. I know that is TMI but I’ve seen emerald green, mint green, rose, tea, high vis yellow and many more. That is just not right. It is the result of all the chemicals that have been injected into me over the past 5 weeks.
So far the side effects of chemo round 1 have been better than I expected. I have a bruise from the IV on my forearm. The first night I couldn’t sleep from the steroids, the incessant beeping of my continuous glucose monitor from high blood sugar (also caused by steroids) and probably some anxiety. I finally feel asleep at 2:30 am and was up again at 6:30 am. I spent Friday morning feeling great until I smelled the food I was making for lunch. It was like being pregnant. One minute I’m fine, the next I can’t smell, look at, or even discuss or think about certain foods.
I took my first anti-nausea pill, put on a video for the kids then had a nice nap.
The weekend continued the same as Friday and I learned through trial and error how to manage my blood sugar. I need to start with a 250% basal rate and then slowly decrease it to 125% by Sunday. I’ll also need to give extra insulin with meals, my insulin:carb ratio probably needs to be halved.
On Saturday I ate mostly toast and fruit until dinner. My neighbors hosted a crawfish boil in the snow and I bundled up and went over for a little while. Since when does it snow in Memphis when it’s almost April? Since when do crawfish smell like a paper mill? I think it might just be me.
I also managed a 3 mile walk on Sunday with my daughter, although I almost gave up a mile in after some persistent low blood sugar sapped my energy. Two glucose gels and a rest break fixed me right up. You would think after sleeping until 11:00 am that morning I would be running.
On that walk my daughter and I stopped to talk to a woman walking her dogs and she turned out to be Indra, one of my “cancer mentors.” A co-worker put me in touch with her a couple months ago and we spoke on the phone about her own experience with breast cancer a few years ago. I’ve never met her in person but recognized her voice after talking with her for a few minutes on the sidewalk. It was great to meet in person and catch up. It’s amazing how you are destined to cross paths with certain people.
When I washed my hair on Sunday, I noticed about twice as much as usual fall out as I combed and dried it.
Today I felt okay, just sapped of energy. Sort of anemic, really. I kept trying to move and do housework at my normal pace and had to slow down.
I’m hoping to be back to normal tomorrow. I wonder what color I’ll pee?