mets musings

mets meds

I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with my medication - on one hand it's lovely stuff as it's working for me (it doesn't for everyone)and on the other I resent having to take it. 
The sight of the bag of pills in the evening after supper always makes my heart sink - I ignore it for as long as possible,then count out the 9 little tablets.
 The morning dose of 9 after breakfast makes me feel pretty much the same. Why would this be ? I think it's just the relentless cycle of 14 days with seven off.
 I love that week off,though side effects linger - I feel a bit sick from time to time and my hands are red and prickly - but it's all tolerable really,or else I've got used to it.  There's also diarrhoea which I hate  to mention. 
I have a drawerful of anti-nausea and anti-diarrhoea tablets but I am reluctant to take them - partly because I am not one for taking anything unless I really have to and probably mainly because I feel as though I'll throw up if I have to swallow another thing.
The chemo tablets will continue until they no longer work for me and then it's on to something else - and I shall be thinking then how silly I was to grizzle about taking a handful of tiny wee pills.