One hard thing as the treatments pile up is that I am sort of running out of things to eat, or rather things that sound good at all when I don't feel well. For the first two days after treatment nothing at all sounds good, and I am lucky to get down a piece of toast or something. In the few days after that, I can start eating, but I am very influenced by how good (or yucky) things sound. Any foods associated in my mind with the sick feelings of chemo are a no go. Then, whatever I manage to eat during these few days ends up not being appetizing the next time around. The biggest casualty so far is water. The thought of drinking water just disgusts me. I can still manage a bit if it is ice-cold and not in a cup, like from the faucet when brushing my teeth or at the drinking fountain at work. Up till now I have relied heavily on Tang to flavor water and help me drink liquids, but this time around Tang sounds disgusting too. I have tried some different juice-like drinks, but they have similarly fallen by the wayside. My big liquid staple the last few days has been some chocolate milk that Brittney's Mom stocked us up with when she was here.
Food-wise, the thing that has survived the longest is honey-roasted peanuts. Other than that, most everything has a fragile support in my psyche. All in all, yesterday and today I have been able to eat a bit more normally, but my stomach still feels off. I sure hope there are still foods that sound good to eat once this is over, and that eventually the ill effects of my mind wear off. I am not sure I could live without chocolate milk.
In other news, Brittney's Mom was here for almost a week, and it was wonderful. It gives me so much comfort to have someone here helping take care of the kids and ease Brittney's burden when I am unable to. In many ways I feel that the chemo treatment's are hardest on her. I am tired and feel sick and try and sleep a lot, while she gets to take care of the kids, worry about and care for me, and try to handle any household duties that need taking care of during my off days. She does marvelously at these jobs, but I inevitably worry about the burden they impose. So, when there is someone here to share her burden, help out with the laundry and the kids and the dinners, it is so nice, for everyone. We are so blessed that we have had people who have been able to come out and help so much. My Mom is scheduled to come help during the next treatment, and Brittney's Mom for the last treatment. We are so blessed.







