Better Days.

The last three days have been better than I expected and I am really happy about that. It was such an improvement over Easter weekend and that chemo treatment. I wanted to celebrate. Not that I didn’t have some problems this time, but no real pain. Thursday night the nausea wasn’t bad and Friday morning it back down to what has been normal for everyday living. So Friday I worked out in the barn for a while since I was feeling better. I should explain what working out in my barn is like, for those who have never seen my barn. I have had people ask to live in my barn. It has a ¾ bath, a fully functional kitchen with stove, refrigerator, and microwave, and 32” TV with a couch. So working in there is almost a good as some of the operators at the plant have it, except they have a larger TV. So I work by sitting in chair and sort boxes. We still have boxes of collectibles / stuff that we packed 10 years. It is like Christmas with each container. I was tired in the mid of the afternoon and when I sat down in the chair, I took a little nap. I in my opinion my BP is still a little lower than normal, but it is slowly climbing back up.

Saturday I was little tired, I am not sleeping. My daughter-in-law told me insomnia might happen and it may have. Last few nights haven’t been good. So Saturday we had some errands to do, so I let Debi take me out to late breakfast. Then while she did her thing, I walked around Home Depot pushing a cart to steady myself. The bad thing was, I did not want to buy any thing. So SAD for me. We had to go to the pharmacy, then while we were at a late lunch, about 2:30PM when my daughter called and asked if we wanted to go to supper with her family. So I stopped by the book store and found a big old chair to read books. Debi went out to pick up a couple more items and then joined me back at the store. We met them about 6:30 and split bowl soup and an appetizer for supper. But I really enjoy seeing them. Then it was home and to bed, but not much sleep.

Sunday was the same as Friday, worked outside for a while and doing better. I stopped taking my Blood Pressure pill for a few days and my BP is getting closer to normal. So I will talk to the doctor about that one next time I see him.

And now it is Monday, and I have to go back to work. But it is going to have to be another tragic day with a great personal lost. My moustache is getting so botchy with the hair falling out that I am going to have to shave it off. But now let’s talk about the good things that go along with Chemo. I haven’t shaved in ten days and my beard looks it only a 24 hour growth. Heck if I only have to shave once a week, I will be happy with that. Because if you haven’t guessed by now, I hate to shave.