This morning I am nauseously optimistic.
First, the Optimistic: the neck tumor is clearly in retreat: less pressure pain, fewer "need to clear throat" feelings, and I feel a gap opening between it and my jawbone.
However they warned that the stereotypical chemo nausea might wait a couple days and/or after the full dose was completed. It hinted its presence last night, and I treated it with ginger, Peppermint and rest.
Of course at chemo they give you anti-nausea Zofran, which constipates instead (and has). And then will offer a laxitive whose side effect is diarrhea. Thanks, Science! (Is it only Liberal Arts majors who study sustained narratives?)
So I declined an additional Zofran yesterday and a prescription for it, choosing instead a fast acting anti nausea drug that I can carry with me but which has an even more hilarious set of side effects, that read like schoolyard taunts (like "spaz" and "space cadet" and worse) rewritten in Latin.
It is hard to say if today's gut tingle is nausea or constipation but as I said I am optimistic that both will subside.
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