tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148557835301914580.post5935579340807755931..comments2023-04-07T04:12:38.814-05:00Comments on Under the Oaks: GeneticsTinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08864571026423172443noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148557835301914580.post-40693475341704395562009-04-02T21:38:00.000-05:002009-04-02T21:38:00.000-05:00I had the same experience as Carol - Tuesday start...I had the same experience as Carol - Tuesday started chemo, and within an hour, I started feeling crappy. Probably flu-like is the best description - a little queasy (not nauseous, thanks to the plethora of meds!), tired, weak, etc. I didn't have pain from the chemo, for which I will eternally be grateful. But, even I could tell when the chemo hit - you walk in there feeling great, passing out hugs like it's nothing, then boom - you feel like you got hit by the flu. But, again, there are people that work full-time, go on vacation, and never see a difference. So, let's hope for the second option! <BR/>Regarding the port, my son was just 2 when I had mine put in, and I would honestly swear that he had a sensor in his little head - he would lean back and poof! Well, I guess the word is BAM! Ouch. Even after chemo was done, that sucker still hurt. I don't think you ever get used to it - it's a constant reminder of what you are dealing with. But, now, my scar is like a freakin' badge of honor....it's my scar and I earned it, darnit! <BR/>So, keep on living life, and keep fighting. You are on your way, and we are all rooting for ya!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148557835301914580.post-27956501511796914522009-04-01T11:48:00.000-05:002009-04-01T11:48:00.000-05:00Oh, forgot to tell you the worst pain I ever felt ...Oh, forgot to tell you the worst pain I ever felt with the port in was my little granddaughter hitting it as I was holding her. OMG! The pain! No, didn't hurt the port at all. Glad that sucker is out!Carol Urbanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05348220970962273922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148557835301914580.post-20694250828509882002009-04-01T11:05:00.000-05:002009-04-01T11:05:00.000-05:00My mom came to stay with me all during my Chemo tr...My mom came to stay with me all during my Chemo treatments (six months). She would say she could tell when the Chemo started to hit me because she could see it in my face. I guess my facial expression would change. I know I would feel good up until about an hour or two into it and then would start to just feel "yucky" if that's a good description. Chemo for me was on Tuesday through Thursday (went home with the fanny pack). By Monday of the next week I was feeling pretty good again. Then again, that was me. Lots of patients feel perfectly fine through everything. :) I have been praying for you. -->sending good thoughts your way!Carol Urbanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05348220970962273922noreply@blogger.com