I guess Steve was feeling pretty good this week as he hauled out all the outside Christmas stuff and started decorating. Of course, it's a little hard to get in the Christmas spirit when it's 72 degrees outside - as it is today. Tomorrow is supposed to be the same and we are scheduled to play golf with Gerry Riley. I may let Steve go on his own: as much as I would love to play (haven't picked up a club since August!), I am a little concerned about leaving Sable alone for 5-6 hours.
Today, Steve's feeling, what he describes as, "a little funky" - some queasiness after he ate breakfast and he seems tired. He took a nausea pill (even though it wasn't bad, taking meds before it actually GETS bad is a good idea). I always ask him to evaluate how he feels on a scale of 1 to 10 (something I picked up from the nurses in the hospital). I'm sure he's sick of hearing it, but it helps me know how he's doing. This morning, he said 6.
Hopefully, this is just a little of the bumps you expect with chemo and won't escalate. After the last round, I am concerned when he has any side-effects.
Today we'll get the outside lights up and then probably next weekend we'll get the tree up.
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