Chemotherapy, Cycle 2, Day 1 Summary

You of course gotta be careful what you wish for, but I have to admit that I expected worse from the chemo. A weird reaction to ice, being strapped to an infusion pump for forty-six hours, and a vague headache -- things could be a lot worse.

That said, if Cycle 2 is like Cycle 1, I won't start to feel terrible until Friday afternoon. And since chemo is supposed to be cumulative, I suppose things could get worse and get worse faster. So there's still time for my experience to move further toward the middle of the bell curve. 

But for now, it's all good.

Well, good for me. For those of you reading along, it's probably really boring. Tales of projectile vomiting or seeing all my hair fall on the floor or something would probably be a lot more entertaining. Maybe tomorrow.