Today, 4 days after round two of chemo, I am still Puke Face. There is just no other way to describe how I feel. Despite an absolutely beautiful, sunny, warm and perfect Santa Barbara day, I have been in the horizontal position for the majority of it.
The HOTY (Husband of the Year) came home this afternoon and thoughtfully suggested that we go out for a drive (SL). To get some air and sun. To see the beautiful ocean. Sounded like such a nice way to take my mind and body off of spewing. We hopped (well, as much as I can “hop”) on California State Route 192 (the back road from Santa Barbara to beautiful oceanside community of Summerland) and about 1/2 through the drive (that included curve upon curve upon curve), I added carsickness to my day. FFS (For F**k’s Sake).
So, I kept my eye on the horizon (because that’s what I was taught to do if seasick on a boat), took some deep breaths and came home. To bed.
Silver Lining ? Tennis. I love tennis. Watching it. Playing it. Dressing for it. And guess what? The Australian Open was on!
I watched Rafael Nadal defeat Bernard Tomic, 6-2, 7-5, 6-3. It was a great match. Tomic is a newly-turned 18 year-old superstar who gave Rafa some pretty tricky moments. Tomic played super tennis. He ran out the match and played the same great tennis in the 3rd match as he did in the first match. Tomic’s performance was a strong willed class act (as was Rafa’s). The crowd was also great, seemingly simultaneously cheering for Australian native Tomic AND Rafa (or maybe that was me?).
And the best part? Watching this match was a GREAT anti-emetic (anti-barfing) activity (from the horizontal position). For me, there is something magical about watching the little yellow ball go back and forth and back and forth. Very calming to both my mind and my belly.
Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.