I’m a little muzzy-headed this morning. I woke at 1:30 AM and didn’t get back into bed until 5:30 and was up again at 7:00. I took a pain pill when I got up the first time, a nice hydro because I was generally achy, and my back in particular was making it hard to rest comfortably. It happens. I guess it could’ve happened without the Big C, too, but I like to blame the bitch anyway. 🙂

So, I’m sitting at my desk, feeling woozy, weaving a little in my chair because the hydro lingers. Not a bad feeling. I’m just wondering if I’m going to regret trying to write this post while I’m high. So forgive any typos…or anything else I write. HaHa!

This past Monday, I had my every-three-weeks immunotherapy infusion. It happened to fall on the day I had to take my Lenvima targeted chemo pills, too. While I’ve been doing well with the every-other-day pills (a general lessening of the fatigue and diarrhea), having the Keytruda infusion and the Lenvima pills on the same day walloped me. The next few days, I had to stay very, very close to the bathroom. TMI—I know. I have never had problems with my bowels before all this started. I was disgustingly regular. These days, I have to think on the daily, do I need to take an Imodium pill, and if I head out anyplace, should I be wearing Depends? Gah.

Anyway, I met with my oncologist on Monday, and he said to keep to the every other day schedule until he has a chance to see my lab work. I’m fine with that. It’s…manageable, and needs to be next week because…

I’m taking a trip! I haven’t traveled other than trips to the big city for surgeries or appointments since I was diagnosed (with Stage IV endometrial cancer, if you weren’t aware) last year. I’m not going that far. Five of my family members, including me, are heading to North Arkansas to spend five days at my sister’s place (sis is author Elle James). It’s about a four and a half-hour drive—it will be an Imodium-proofed/Depends day while on the road for sure, for me). Again, TMI, I know, I know, but I promised you all I’d always be real.

My daughter has restaurants already picked out for us to try. We live in a restaurant desert—several Mexican restaurants, one Italian, assorted burger joints, a Cracker Barrel, and another that makes good catfish—but my sister’s city boasts a bunch of ethnic restaurants, so we’ll be trying out a Lebanese place, a Korean place, a retro pizza joint with free, vintage pinball machines (for my SIL, who suffers through our food choices) and the like. We’ll also be hitting the flea markets/antique shops, because that’s our jam. She’s planning on shopping sprees and restaurant meals for late morning through mid-afternoon because she knows my energy lags and wants me home so I can wander off to bed for afternoon naps if I need them.

I’m not going to feel guilty about how everyone’s schedule is going to revolve around me and my energy/health limitations. They can head off for an evening if they want. I just want a change of scenery and to visit with my sister, anyway. At this point, I can’t imagine going on a cruise or flying anywhere. The “logistics” would be mind-bobbling.

In the meantime, my pool is crystal clear and temperature perfect for morning and early evening swims. I try to get in twice a day. My sister has a pool, too, so I won’t be missing my exercise. 🙂

Well, sorry for the boring post, but this was what was on my mind. I’m really looking forward to the trip. It may not be to some far-flung destination, but it will make me feel like I’m back “out there.” And I love road trips with the family. My SIL isn’t an “enjoy the journey” kind of traveler, but my girls and I are. We’ll probably drive him nuts with our sing-alongs, and “Ooh! Check out that sign—should we stop to have a look around?” Journey, not destination!

For a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card, tell me whether you make the most of the journey or are single-minded about getting to your destination when you travel!