Amy's America

7:30 a.m. Tuesday

Up two pounds, four pimples and one mouth sore. Down a bit of hair. I don’t want to seem like I’m complaining and I don’t want people to feel bad for me. I just feel the need to document my changing body through this ordeal. So I think I’m going to have a log on the side or top of this blog to track the changes – even though what I’d really rather do is ignore them! But I think that’s probably going to become harder and harder as I see it every time I look in the mirror and I taste it in my metallic mouth and feel it in my queasy stomach. Wish I could be one of those people who loses weight during chemo but instead it looks like all the weight I ran to lose is coming right back thanks to the steroids. Good thing I didn’t get rid of ALL my bigger clothes! On the up side, today I will gain a few ounces in each breast and hopefully find a wig to cover my soon bald head…