Friend or Foe?

This week was my first chemo treatment.  It was really hard for me. I started feeling the effects about half way through the treatment....a "chemically", fuzzy feeling.  About midnight, it really hit, nausea...the whole bit.  I was in bed for the first three days unable to mostly move.  Each day since I keep thinking it will get better and go away more.  So far not much luck.  I've called to have medications changed because I've been told sometimes it's just finding the right combo that helps.  Today is the first day I even feel like sitting up for a while but am weak as a kitten...as though I've had the flu for 2 weeks.  I'm pretty discouraged about it because I am normally a "doer" and all my "doing" has stopped.  I think "Can I really go through 7 more of these??" One has definitely been  enough!  I guess stopping is not really an option but I certainly would if I could. I was told that my particular regime of drugs was a rough one.  I had wanted to work through all this the best that I could but am now really discouraged about that too.  (They have been wonderfully supportive though...)  For now, will try to do what I think will put me on the right track.  (Hair...my last post...is such a superficial thing when in the middle of feeling so ill!) Thanks for the uplifting supportive comments and cards...they DO help!!!