There’s no doubt that days 3 & 4 after a chemo treatment suck worse than other days.
I’m tired and I feel rotten. I have felt useless and helpless yesterday and today. And they’re not emotions I’m used to having. I’m just so frustrated that chemo takes so much out of me.
The needle from the chemo didn’t hurt, but I have the worst bruise I’ve seen yet – so deep a purple. The on-call medical oncologist I called (little miss hypochondriac here) told me that such bruising is possible. I got that. I just wanted to make sure that nothing else was wrong.
So there it is, the “poor, pitiful me” speech.