A kind of interesting week.
As the week of Xeloda came to an end, three side effects took center stage.
A mouth sore has reappeared. I definitely have dry mouth, including dryness in my lips. As a result, I have wakened at least one morning with blood on my pillow.
Also, neuropathy has gotten a little worse on my fingers and toes. As a result, my fingers are often cold.
Talking about fingers, I have jokingly asked at the cancer center if I could have a Snoopy bandaid when I have my finger pricked for blood tests. They have not ever been able to supply even one. As a result, I went to the store and purchased the next best thing......Finding Nemo bandaids. As a result, yesterday I was the first patient to walk out of the cancer center with a specialty bandaid on my finger. I am still on the lookout for Snoopy bandaids if anyone can help. The technicians at the center think that Snoopy bandaids are not so popular with kids these days and got into a lengthly discussion about all the characters from Peanuts. I gave my impression of the teacher. Wah, Wah, Wah, Wah, Wah.
Now, the side effects are not good but are partially offset by joy of the bandaids. However, I was devastated this week. The receptionist at the place I go for Far Infra-red Sauna has repeatedly asserted that I was her favorite customer. However, I entered the facility on Monday to overhear her on the phone calling someone else "Sweetheart!"
You cannot imagine my disappointment. I may never recover.
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