'Roided up

     I realize that my last entry was a bit of a downer. Not to worry everyone, I am back to my cheery self. I think my interview went well, at least as far as I can tell. A lot of this has to do with how I feel physically; after a weekend of recuperation from chemo I am a lot less foggy and more awake and generally just feel a bit closer to my normal self. That is, except for EATING EVERYTHING ALL THE TIME.

   Wait, what? Isn’t chemotherapy supposed to make you nauseous and vomity and not want to eat anything? Well, yes, we’ll get to that point eventually. Right now I am on some awesome steroid anti-emetics (ha! Fancy pants words. Non-throwing-up-meds) and early enough in my treatment so that the extreme nausea hasn’t built up yet. Part of the side effect of these steroids is that they make me a bit jumpy and jittery and excitable, but another is that I am extraordinarily hungry all the time. I have been eating pretty much every hour. For the last two days I’ve woken up from a dead sleep in the middle of the night just because I was so hungry I needed a snack! Hummus, pretzels, crackers, rice, lentils, lasagna, chicken salad… salty crispy things are amazing. Cravings for Popeye’s abound.

I want fried chicken, and I want it NOW

   Well starting tomorrow we stop the fun-time jumpy hungry steroids for the rest of this chemo cycle. Good news, I’ll never look like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Bad news, the doctors predict I’ll have a huge drop in energy and basically have to stay in bed watching movies for the next few days. Wait, did I say bad news? That actually sounds kind of like a nice time. I want movie suggestions! Fun, easy comedies on Netflix/Hulu that I don’t have to use my brain for, preferably. Ideas?