Just as I'd hoped, chemo is becoming less of an event.
It has all the charm of a really long doctor's appointment -- today was 8:30 - 1:30.
It doesn't have the icky effects on me, at least so far.
In an odd way, I kind of like being at the chemo clinic. I don't have to explain my bald head or anything to do with breast cancer. The doctor and nurses are very nice -- and quite professional at the same time.
I ran into a chemo pal today. She's had trouble with this drug for a while -- she's a bit ahead of me, as she only has two more left. She's having more side-effects and significant trouble sleeping. She's a special-ed teacher and so far hasn't returned to work. IMHO, I think that if she could manage some degree of work -- she'd feel better. She admitted today that sitting around feeling sick is probably part of her overall problem.
So -- while I can use the good vibes, she needs some for the side-effects.