Well this is day two of taking the crappy little pill, and thats how many days it took for me to feel bad, crappy, not feeling well, out of it, "lacking of being that little ray of sunshine "
or just plain "eh"
i have not slept most of the night, as many of my long time friends know once i am woken up i tend to stay awake for a while, so when the partying collage kids woke me up just after midnight i been up since, that's usually not a bad deal but the last time i looked at the clock it was just a few minutes after 11pm (2300 for the ex military types) and i been waiting to go back to sleep since, well that did not happen so here i am.
So i took my pill a couple hours earlier then i wanted, i was hoping to sleep through the first part of it, but that's not happened either and as i sit here now feeling a slight shade of green around the gills i just remembered two things...
1. It's not St. Patricks Day and
2. i forgot to ask the Doctor to write me a script for Nausea medicine.
you know i been through chemo twice, once in conjunction with the radiation and the second time earlier this year and add radiation on top of it you would think i would remember that part? oh hell no, not me (slaps himself in the fore head) d'oh!
well i sent my favorite chemo nurse in the whole wide world a email already, she will read it and fix that situation, the good part if that i usually do not toss, i usually just get nauseous and feel green.
The reason i took it earlier then normal is i wanted this part done with so when the SO painted today i would not be sick, nothing more fun the tossing your cookies to people painting and crowds cheering (football season started)
but either way i thought i would stop and say "hay, how ya doing at 04:45"...
later all
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