It's been 6 days since my first chemo treatment and my hair has yet to fall out. I don't really care one way or another if it does. It's just hair. It will grow back.
It reminds me of something my dad said to me a million years ago about getting wet when it rains, when you find yourself without an umbrella, "it's just water" he would say. Brilliant man my dad was. Golly, I miss him and mom.
Anyhow, last night, on a whim, I stopped at a local Chinese take-out joint in Manotick. I decided I had a wicked craving (and no, I'm not pregnant ha ha). As I headed home after picking it up, I got one of my "all too frequent" muscle spasms in my abdomen. It was excruciating and I got extremely nauseous....not the same chemo nausea that has become a daily part of my life, but a different nausea, where your mouth gets this salty saliva and you know you're going to hurl. I started getting the nausea accompanying these spasms a few months ago. I have had these spasms for years now, but when I told my doctor that I now get extreme nausea when they occur, to the point of not being able to drive (if that's what I am doing when I have one) and having to pull over and ride it out, she sent me for an abdominal ultrasound. The ultrasound revealed that I have polyps in my gall bladder, that may or may not be cancerous......great.
I am going for an abdominal MRI on October 28. I may have to reschedule as I have chemo the same day.
I don't know at this point if the polyps on my gall bladder have anything to do with these wickedly painful muscle spasms. And no, I don't have gall stones. And who ever heard of gall bladder polyps anyway??
Lord give me strength.
The Chinese food was awesome! I had it for supper last night, lunch today and finished it off for supper tonight. I'm good for awhile now ;-)
And I didn't hurl. I never do. I refuse to.