Well, I guess my red blood cells are starting to disappear, considering I just became totally out of breath from washing the dishes. Seriously, I feel like I'm about to black out. Fun stuff! They can't be THAT low considering I had a blood test yesterday and I didn't need a transfusion, but they're obviously dropping if I'm this short of breath from doing such a mundane activity. Of course, that could also be due to (or in combination from) being so weak from the chemo. Either way, my red blood cells are going to drop considerably sooner or later. I wonder when my next (and last!) consolidaton chemo is. It'll be my last go of consolidation chemo, but not my last dose of chemo all together: whenever I get my transplant, I'll need chemo again. Fuck I hate chemo! Though I guess that's a useless thing to say. Is there anyone in this world who ENJOYS chemo? lol. I mean, we all love that it destroys cancer and can save our lives, but omg does it ever kick your ass at the same time.
All right. It's 2 in the afternoon. I woke up at 11 AM and I have yet to eat anything. The trick now is to make myself something to eat without fainting. I accept this challenge! o__O
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