I know I have said it before but it bears repeating – side effects suck. Today I touched base with two women who are currently undergoing chemo. Both are suffering from the debilitating side effects. I can’t even begin to imagine how tough it is.
Dave also had chemo this week. Round #23. He is exhausted and his stomach is in knots. He has random bruises and rashes. The most troubling side effect for him recently is “chemo brain”. He is forgetting things. Names of people. Where he left something. He misplaced his brand new jacket from LL Bean. He bought it for himself recently, pleased with how perfectly it fit. It’s not at home. It’s not in his car or at work. So, he probably left it in a restaurant or at a game. He beat himself up over its loss. And then in his distress he even turned on me. His frustration with his memory issues was so great that in his irrational state he thought I might be hiding his things from him on purpose. It is a vicious circle in which to live. The chemo keeps the tumors under control. The chemo causes barely bearable side effects. Thank goodness for off weeks.
I think I have convinced him to take it easy this weekend. That it is not a sign of weakness to lay low or veg out in front of the TV. That being fatigued does not help with memory. So, here’s to a weekend of hanging around the house, watching movies, playing games and napping. (Fingers crossed.)