Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God. 2 Corinthians 1:3-4 KJV. The first two nights at home after chemo treatment was ruff. I was told by the nurse if I had any hot flashes or night sweats, I was to wash my linen and pajamas separate from the other laundry and to wash them twice. The first two nights after chemo, I did have night sweats. Rick washed the linen and my gowns separate from the laundry and he did wash them twice. I did not want to add any more to his full plate, so I sent out a text to my sisters in Christ for old linens that could be trashed after one use. I had already received some old button-down the front gowns from my mother and my mother-in-law. It’s February and I have not washed clothes since October. Rick has done all of the laundry. I have not done much cooking either. I could heat up something in the microwave, drink some ensure, wait for someone to bring me something to eat or Rick would bring something home or he would cook. Rick has been right by my side through everything and he has made sure I have been taken care of while working a full-time job. A couple of days after chemo, I notice I was not hurting as much from the tube insertion. I was for the first time in several months, able to sleep slightly on my back. I have been sleeping about 2 hours at a time before waking up, now I’m sleeping about 4 hours straight. (Yeah!!) I’ve switched from waking up in pain to waking up from night sweats, but I can always turn on the fan.
