Zometa

Today is my infusion of Zometa at the chemo center. An hour of drip, drip, drip into an IV, plus usually an extra hour of waiting around, bloodwork, getting poked, saline, and the like.

Zometa has caused "flu like symptoms" (quoting from their side effects sheets) the last couple of times, so I have prepared dinner in the crock pot and set the table so that if I feel lousy afterwards I will be that far ahead and the family won't starve. (The up side: the house is filled with the warm smells of onions, chicken, and garam masala.)

I'm bringing my iPod, my journal, and a book.

All will be well. But I don't have to like it.

Today's gratitude list:

- It's "just" Zometa, not chemo.
- I'm healthy.
- It's gorgeous outside.
- I'm healthy.
- Zometa might keep me healthy.

On a side note, I now have just one year of tamoxifen left on the schedule - I'll be done in February 2011. I wonder what I'll feel like without it?