This usually happens. The night before chemo, I have a hard time getting to sleep. There is this real conflict of... something... emotions probably, but it feels like a blend of thoughts and emotions. Maybe it's the chaos as my brain tries to break up a fight between my positive and negative emotions, and thus my brain joins the fray. Whatever it is, it is fairly predictable. John caught onto it a lot earlier than I did. Sometimes I'd be cranky. Other times I'd be all emotional. Either way, John knew that he was going to have to take a deep breath and whether the storm, whatever that might be for the night. It was a lot better for us once he gently gently brought this to my attention. (It was probably prompted by me saying some thing like "What is wrong with me tonight?!? I feel so... so... so something. Anxious or something..." To which he probably wrapped me in his arms and said "Yeah, I've come to expect that the night before chemo". me: "What? I do this every time?" John: "Yup.") So there you have it. Mystery kinda solved.
Unfortunately knowing the source and the cause doesn't necessarily make it go away. There's that part of me that is praying that all my gorging on pineapples has lifted my platelet levels, and I'll be able to do chemo tomorrow. The good news will be: I don't have to delay chemo more! The bad news will be: I have to do chemo now. Ewwww... Me no likey. BUT BUT BUT!!! The really good news (best case scenario) is that if I can do chemo tomorrow (technically it's "today" but I don't consider tomorrow today until I've actually gone to sleep and woken up.) So, chemo tomorrow, and then Dr. Le could possibly say "We'll do a week and a half gap instead of 2 weeks, and do your chemo next Wednesday". This would put me back on track without any delays. At that point, after that one that is a mere week and half away from now, I will only have ONE MORE SESSION!!! Tomorrow is third to last. After I'm done with that one, there there are only two more! And after that next one, there is only ONE more!!!!!! That's totally doable. I think it is anyways.
So, no deep thoughts tonight. Just a dance of anxiety and hope. It's a rather elegant dance though, if I do say so myself:)
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