No news is good news...

It seems I haven't updated lately  because things were going fairly well .....until last night when i had a setback.
I have to be truthful that I have been having some "down" times lately mostly because I believe the chemo treatment brings you down emotionally, physically and mentally.  How could it not?  Yes, it seems to be doing its job of shrinking the tumor, and we will find out more after the CT scan this coming Friday (well, the doc's appointment next Tuesday when I hear the results)  
But, back to feeling "low" and "down".  I started feeling sad last week.  I started crying more than I had been and so, I asked the doctor for "something" to help, and she recommended an antidepressant.  I have already been taking Ativan at night so I can sleep without waking up and thinking, but this is different.
To make a long story short, I took the first one last night with the ATivan when I went to bed.  Bad choice, but that is hind sight now.  I woke up wide awake about 1:30 AM, could not go back to sleep but started feeling nauseated.  I then, for the next few hours, had bouts of bowel problems, and finally diarrhea about 4 AM and took the Imodium.  After that, I continued to feel badly and by 5, Agustin was massaging my hands and then feet just to relax me.  During this time, I was extremely thirsty and drank a few glasses of water.  I continued to feel ill.
So, we decided about about 7 to have Ruthie call the doctor on call, and Dr. Paul called and said I should come for fluids.  And, I should not take the Lexipro until AM and to skip today!!!
AFter that happened, I decided to eat a little something for breakfast and take my AM bp meds.  Well, one gross one got caught in my throat, started to dissolve and caused me to gag and throw up my breakfast plus all the pills I had just taken.   After that, I was really concerned.
I took a Zofran that dissolves under the tongue.  I still don't like Zofran for the way my head feels but it beats feeling car sick all the way to the cancer center.
When I got there, they took me in and I had 2 liters of fluid but still felt nauseated and hadn't eaten anything.  So, since I didn't want Zofran anymore, they dripped phenergan through the IV and boy, was I a zombee!!!  That puts you to sleep.  So, I was lethargic most of the day.
When i got home, Kathy had gotten me egg drop soup from Andy Chang's and that tasted so good.
I slept very hard and soundly after that, and when the phenergan side effects wore off, and I woke up, I felt much better.
I pray tonight we will both sleep and get some strength for tomorrow...a new day.
So, that was my "no news is good news" episode for the evening.
Two very helpful verses to ponder,  shared recently by our dear friend and former pastor, Nathan Brooks,  are:

Jeremiah 29:11-13  "For surely  I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord, plans for your welfare, and not for harm, to give you a future with hope.  Then when you call upon me and come and pray to me, I will hear you.  When you search for me, you will find me;  if you seek me with all your heart, I will let you find me, says the Lord.":

2 Corinthians 12:8-9   "Three times I prayed to the Lord about this, and asked Him to take it away.  His answer was, "My grace is all you need, for my power  is strongest when you are weak. "   I am most happy then, to be proud of any weaknesses, in order to feel the protection of Christ's power over me."