So three days later when I woke up, the questions started. Have I lost my hair yet, will I be throwing up for the next 2 weeks, mouth sores, diarrhea, constipation? What is next? Having read about this and anticipated it for many weeks, I was aware of everything that could be happening to me, or not. I hate that phrase “chemo affects everyone differently.” Meaning, I could have any, all or none of those symptoms. Thinking how this has gone to date, I am anticipating all of them.

The first week, I had nausea pretty much all day, every day. Not throwing up, but just that awful, nothing sounds good, not hungry, kind of feeling, like after a hangover. Soup and fresh fruit basically got me through that time period.

The worse symptom though was a woozy head feeling. From my eyes up, my head sort of hurt. It felt stuffed with cotton wool. Advil didn’t help. The only thing I could do was lie down. The lack of motion really helps. Again, was this normal? I didn’t know and don’t know. For a while, every little hang nail will make me wonder if is part of the new normal that is me.

I got through that first week, without too much trouble, thanks to my friends. Without their dinners, poor Scott and Nick would have been starving. I made it to the grocery store with Andrew. Half way through the produce section, I hit the wall. The rest of the way was speed shopping. I was like something from a game show. Cyndy Glazier, Come on down! You’re the next contestant on Cruise Through the Grocery Store In 5 Minutes!

Second week. Every day seems a little better. I am getting stronger, less nauseous, and less woozy headed. I still seem to need a rest in the afternoon, so I try to listen to my body. Rest when needed and go out when I can. But so far, I have still not felt like I did prior to the chemo. Hopefully that is still to come.