Vic woke me up early to give a Compazine pill before I got out of bed. I was able to doze a bit more, but when I got up and started making my breakfast, I got whammed again. I guess the trick is to not get up so fast and start moving right away. Ease on down the road a bit. Or maybe poached eggs just aren't my cup of tea.
Finally called the doctor for something beside Compazine. It has been keeping me agitated to the extreme. Like being on speed. Well, if you ever tried speed, not that I have. She prescribed Zofran which has seemed to help release the tightness in the stomach and the nausea. I've had to take Ativan, which is used for the "breakthrough nausea". Seems Zofran or Compazine should help all day, but neither have 100%. So the little "break through" meds are needed.
I'm not allowed near the stove or knives; now the microwave has been taken away. I was mixing some peanut butter and Nutella together for a banana. I need to eat a banana a day but dislike their taste. Well, the Nutella and peanut butter weren't coming off the spoons - 2 spoons. So I put them in the cup with the pb/Nutella and nuked them. The spoons touched and a big fire started in the micro. I don't know why he looks at me the way he does sometimes! Is this chemo brain already? lol Okay, I'll blame it on that!
Vic did a huge bad thing today! I've been nauseous off and on all day. Can't get it under control or find what I can eat or the timing of what I can eat or drink to keep it at bay. My Mr. Wonderful starts cooking dinner, without thinking or me asking what he was cooking. All of a sudden these barf-making odors were wafting through the house. He was frying up some bacon and onions with some other herbs and I almost lost it. I barricaded myself in the bedroom with the windows and fans open.
Finally all was quiet. I tip toed out to see where or what he had done. Here's what I found:
He's sitting on the back porch eating his dinner out in the cold. What a guy!!!