My achy, breaky bones

Well, okay, my bones aren't breaking but they sure are sore, as well as my joints and muscles, too. I ache so much I feel like I'm getting the flu, but it's from the chemo. At least I know the medicine is working, although what I feel it's working on right now is my good cells. Which leads me to believe that the bad cells are being whomped on, too. At least that's my theory.

So far the nausea hasn't been too bad. The compazine I have for nausea works really well for me. As for the aches and pains, Tylenol takes the edge off and makes it manageable. I'm hoping the aches and pains go away in a few days. If it's something I only have to deal with a few days post-chemo, I'm okay with that.

I went shopping today!!!!! Oh, glorious shopping. Any of you who know me know that I'm not much of a shopper, but oh, how good it felt to be out and amid the swarm of humanity that hangs out at Old Orchard Shopping Center. Sheila and I went and walked around and had a coffee at Starbucks. I introduced her to her first decaf iced mocha. Not to be her last, for sure. Perhaps I'm a bad influence? We had a really nice visit and chat. So good to connect with her.

After that I went to the coumadin lab at Glenbrook Hospital to get my INR tested. I'm only up to bloody 1.1, and I was 1.0 on Monday. So for 5 days I only rose .1. It's frustrating because I need to get between 2 and 3 before I can stop my injections. UGH!! Supposedly the universe needs me to learn patience, especially with injections. So onward we plod each night, injecting me until I get to where I need to be. Oh well.

Phil and Sheila and the kids (Benjamin and his cousins) just got back from the Kohl Children's Museum where it appears lots of fun was had. On a side note, there's a dear person having surgery this evening that I need you to pray for. Can't give much more details right now, but prayers are welcome.

That's all for now. Love to all, Sandy