Summer_Prevails
7 years agoMember
A time capsule for my nauseated friends
I just had a shower. It’s been 18 months since my last chemo cycle date. And I had this shocking thought as I stared at the bathroom floor tiles: I can hardly remember the feeling of being constantly nauseated.
The shower was my safe haven from sickness. I used to sit on the shower floor, crumpled up, too weak to stand to wash myself, sick as hell. Vomiting was just a way of life. I wholeheartedly believed it would NEVER END.
And now I find it’s a memory, it’s so in the past. Never thought I’d live to see the day.
So my message to you, the ones in the absolute midst of chemo nausea hell right now feeling like it will never stop, is this:
One day you will have no idea when the last time you threw up was. You’ll be so far past nausea, you won’t even notice it’s gone.
Hang on for that time.
x
The shower was my safe haven from sickness. I used to sit on the shower floor, crumpled up, too weak to stand to wash myself, sick as hell. Vomiting was just a way of life. I wholeheartedly believed it would NEVER END.
And now I find it’s a memory, it’s so in the past. Never thought I’d live to see the day.
So my message to you, the ones in the absolute midst of chemo nausea hell right now feeling like it will never stop, is this:
One day you will have no idea when the last time you threw up was. You’ll be so far past nausea, you won’t even notice it’s gone.
Hang on for that time.
x