blech

So today was lots worse than yesterday.

I ended up falling asleep on the couch last night and finally woke up around 2AM with both hands dead asleep from how I was sleeping... managed to get teeth brushed and fall into bed about 2:30, as it took some effort just to move at that point.

Got up this morning around 10, and puttered... couldn't eat because of the meds (have to wait at least an hour) and then got distracted, so didn't end up eating until probably 1-ish, which is just so, so bad. I had the last of the chicken and veggies, tasted good, but I had no appetite.

[TMI warning] Then about an hour later, I went to use the toilet and everything apparently went right through me. It was very weird. I'd had a few gurgling noises but no cramping or anything else that would've indicated an episode like that. I'm sure it's a side effect of the RAI. Stuff is dying off inside me, after all. After taht, I've been feeling basically pukey. No actually puking, mind you, just that gross feeling. Ick. [/TMI warning]

DH has been working hard all day, mopped all downstairs, and took both DD and DS1 out for bike riding practice... he is feeling so bad they don't get out more often, but there is only so much one guy can do!

We ended up just getting pizza for them for supper, and I ate a slice. I had to eat something and one slice of pizza is not going to kill me. I figure it was better to eat that than go without anything again, which may be the reason I'm feeling so yucky.

We did bully the kids into looking presentable and took our Christmas card picture:


DD's hair is a little mussed, but we liked the smiles on all 3 of them. It's a trial getting a shot like this, because anytime you point a camera DS1's direction, he starts making goofy faces. It's very difficult to get a natural-looking expression of any sort! So rather than turn it into some day-long horror show, we're just going to go with this one, which is quite nice, after all. I love my digital camera.

Then DH and I put our heads together and scheduled out the week's activities and what we're going to do for dinner each day, so I could plan my shopping for tomorrow. I have to get a turkey! Hee. Way too much stuff to do, but that's just the way it is. And even though I had resolved to hem those pants I bought for DS1 yesterday, I had him put them back on again, and they really are too big around the rise area -- there's just too much excess fabric, they'll never look right. So I went online to 3 or 4 different places and finally ordered him a couple of pairs of pants from Land's End, and a pair of slipper for me. Hopefully they will fit, and that will be the end of this pants nonsense! It's getting on my nerves!

So it wasn't an entirely wasted day, after all. I could've easily spent the entire day in bed and perhaps I should have. I hope tomorrow goes better: it's shopping day, and if the shopping doesn't get done, the rest of the week will be screwed up.

DH will be picking up his folks at the airport on Tuesday, since I'm radioactive and can't go. Tuesday will be cooking day, whatever doesn't get done on Monday, which for all I know could be nothing at this point... we're planning lasagna for dinner on Wednesday, which is a bit of a production, but sooo worth it! I want to have it all put together so that when I get home from the scan I don't actually have to do anything except put it in the oven to heat it up. I wonder if I will have any appetite in the coming days? Dr. L warned me that my taste would be altered and it is, and the appetite thing I think varies from person to person but is not all that unheard of. I'm hoping by Thursday I actually feel like eating some of the nice things we'll have around.

I also researched possible publishers for my book and located a couple, and also want to give the American Cancer Society a call. They have a publishing arm but don't list anywhere on their website who to contact regarding submitting items for consideration. It may be that they only commission their pieces, which is fine. I'll call the 800 number tomorrow during business hours. I didn't feel like dealing with this through e-mail today.

So, it goes. I will get to bed at a decent hour and that will help. Tomorrow will be better.