Posted by Wendy Kidd on Thursday, May 20, 2010
On Tuesday, I had my last chemo treatment. Today, I dragged myself out of bed at 10:38 and managed to be showered and dressed by 12:45. To say that I am having a rough time is putting it mildly. This last session (pardon my French) has kicked my ass. My throat burns like someone stuck a lit torch down it. My stomach has been very unhappy, as has the rest of my digestive system. Enough said about that. And I am so tired that the least bit of exertion has me wanting a nap. Or a good cry. Sometimes both. But I am finished. Thank the Lord. I couldn't sleep Tuesday night; my stomach was too upset to let me relax until well after 1:00 am. David talked with me for a long time, although I know he wanted to sleep. I had lots of thoughts I wanted to share, and I will when I have the energy. For now, though, some rest and recovery time.