I guess I have made the mistake of letting people think that all is well with me. All is certainly not "well." I just really try to remain focused on the good, rather than dwell on the bad. People keep seeing my posts about how much fun I'm having and think maybe I'm not so "bad off." But maybe people aren't understanding that this is a cycle. I get chemo- and I feel like crap for about a week. That's why during this week I have people come help me out at the house. But after that, I start to feel a little better. In fact, by the time the 3rd week comes (especially the weekend before a treatment), I feel so much better that I hate the thought that I have to go through it all again. In other words- yes, I had a good time in Vegas- but it wasn't without difficulty or discomfort. Some of us have to work a little harder at getting a smile on our face, but it's still worth the struggle. I put on a happy face for the sake of those around me, especially during this week where all I want to do is crawl into a hole and sleep it all away.
My husband turned 30 today and I hardly got to speak with him on the phone because I feel so awful and he's working nights this week. I am still planning on celebrating his birthday this weekend, and I refuse to allow this chemo business to get me down. It may be a little rougher this time around, but next week is right around the corner.