I’ve been doing pretty well with the relaxing and being calm and trying to stay down.
Until today, when I decided, hey, I can go to Target! I’ll just take it slow and no big deal.
Let’s just make it simple and say that
a) People don’t seem to be bothered by someone sitting on a display thing next to a cart full of stuff.
b) Laying down on the bench outside out of the pharmacy doesn’t garner any extra looks.
c) When you get to the check outs and need to sit down, people come out of the woodwork to help. Ice chips make all the difference.
In summation: 3 days out from first chemo treatment, not a good time to think I could go to Target. Alone.