She's surviving ( on ice cream )

It's been four days since the first chemo. Yesterday (Saturday) mom was thinking that she might want to try and work Monday. Dad and I were kind of skeptical since we knew she was feeling better but she still hadn't been up for more than a half hour at a time. Like she always says, don't push it. She did make it to Church today, but decided she would like to take tomorrow off to have a feel good day where she can do whatever she pleases, and drive! Two days after she came home from chemo I get home in the evening to see her doing laundry and I can tell she didn't feel good. I was like why on earth are you doing that right now? I will do it. and she was like no! I need to  do something. So much just laying around is hard for her but she feels worse when she gets up. The worst thing right now is chemo gives your mouth a metallic taste and coats your tong. Almost everything she has tried just tastes nasty to her, except for ice cream of course. 80 percent of the food she has had the past couple days has been some form of ice cream whether a wendys frosty or just plain vanilla with chocalete sauce. Mom says if it wernt for her tong she would feel much better, the taste just makes her gag. Besides that, things are going really well. Her body is still super weak so she just has to lay down and sleep a lot. Her sleeping schedule is so off. This morning she stood looming over my dad at 4am holding her sierra mist bottle startling him awake ahaa. She was thirsty and her fingers are so sore she couldnt get the cap off. As the days go on she is getting back her strength, slowly. Maybe Tuesday she will be back at work. I will update soon. Happy Saint Patricks Day!