OK so this girl wasn’t seeing any technicolored hearts or anything last night.  No matter what I invisioned the port-o-love sending into my system, the end of  Day 1 had me relating to the mangy fox.  Actually she probably felt better than I did.  I went home and sat on the deck, writing yesterday’s blog, feeling pretty good.  About 2 hours later,  I noticed sweat beading up on my nose, could feel the flush leaving my face.  Right after I asked E if he wanted some dinner,  I was in bed and close to the loo in no time.  It felt like a red stopper was pushing down into my gut and oozing its way down.  Ginger tea, hot water bottle, massage, deep breathing, closing my eyes.  MEDICATION.  It took a good 3 or 4  hours before the waves went away.  I drifted off into a very sound sleep.  I can’t wait for accupuncture today.

Later: Someone to clean my house, a nice long walk with D in the beautiful September air, a 2 hour nap with my katz, accupuncture, a shot of neulasta to help my bone marrow kick into high production of white cells , and not one, but TWO delicious meals dropped off at our door.  If nausea was at a 10 last night, I’m at about a .5 this evening.  Accupuncture seems to be my thing.  The photo of this drawing does not really capture the soothing blue I visualized.   My family and I are so awed by your generosity, love, and attention.  I think tonight will be a good night.