That last round of chemo laid me out. Seriously I was in sooo much pain, my hips, my back, my legs….I had to roll out of bed, fall to the ground and frickin crawl to the bathroom! No shit, that is the truth. I got sick and threw up that very night and every night after. I even threw up the pills that were supposed to keep me from throwing up! I couldn’t take my pain pills because they were upsetting my tummy and making me….throw up! What a mess.
Then I got a rash from the top of my bald ass coconut filipino head down to the soles of my monkey feet….owwy, itchy! Bitch ass chemo! It took me 2 weeks to rebound.
I started feeling better after Bob Marley visited me in a dream…or was it? Anyways, I wasn’t nauseous when I woke up so I was able to take my pills and get out of bed…. then the Chargers beat the Jets…and I felt like getting out of bed and going to work.
One Pink Warrior 