Sorry... I miscalculated. TODAY is T Minus 10...

This was Day 2 of chemo. I felt fine after my first chemo yesterday until this morning at 3:00. I woke up with terrible nausea and a headache. I couldn't get back to sleep, and I had to meet the transport van at 7:30. Poor Dave stayed up with me bringing me Sprite and helping me to the bathroom several times. This apartment is very accessible for me in normal circumstances, and I can be independent here for the most part, but I needed extra help this morning. Hence... Dave to the rescue. I had an episode of dry heaves at the apartment and another in the van. I was mortified and embarrassed, but everyone tried to make me feel better. They are a fantastic bunch. After I got hooked up to the chemo, I was given anti-nausea meds in the I.V.. It took affect immediately and all was right with the world. I have some pills to take at the apartment now in case I get sick again. 

Starting tomorrow through Day T Minus 2, a nurse will come to the apartment every morning and evening to give me an injection of Filgrastim which will mobilize my stem cells and bring them out of the bone marrow and into the blood stream where they can be collected and stored until they are returned to me after my final chemo. I'll also start taking several pills each day following the instructions in the treatment plan. Dave will keep me in line with the pills, so I won't have to think too hard (chemo brain, ya know). 

I'm not sure what's happening tonight for dinner (or Tea as the Brits say). We are waiting for reports on how the rest of our group is feeling after chemo. One of the women wasn't feeling very well earlier. So far, I'm feeling alright. Until tomorrow... Adios.