I had my first round of chemo on Thursday, and although I knew I was going to feel like utter crap I was nowhere near prepared for this.
The sickness is one thing and that is being managed really well by the sheer amount of anti sickness medication I was given.
The unexpected feeling of self pity and loneliness is a little harder to handle, no magic drug for that. I have spent most of the day either sleeping or crying.
Deep down I am determined not to let Stanley win but right now I'm ready to give up.