So much for boring treatment....

Well, yesterday when I got home I had to pee like super bad, and I hadn't been holding it for awhile, it hit me like a ton of bricks. Then it happened again an hour later....I already knew it had to be related to the radiation therapy. Fast forward a few hours: I fell asleep at 8:30, I was TIRED. At 11:30 Mr. Wilson thought it was a great idea to come to bed and watch Sons of Anarchy and play on his phone. He turned the TV at 12:30, I didn't fall back asleep til 1am. Sometime during that hour and half I realize my right lower canine is hurting......crap....I have a mouth sore, a side effect of the chemo. Sophie woke up at 3:30 (yes she sleeps with us, what of it?), she peed her chonies, luckily it didn't get on the bed. I didn't fall back to sleep for awhile, I don't know how long I was asleep but I couldn't get comfortable and my mouth hurt, I would have gotten up to take Tylenol but we don't have any! We have 1000 bottles of Ibuprofen but that's can cause blood to thin and I don't know what my blood counts are doing. Speaking of which, I went to look at my labs today and they weren't available on my computer, they must of gone straight to Dr. S.  I wake up at the usual time (drained of course) and go about my morning. I don't have that sense of urgency in my bladder anymore but I am peeing more frequently. My mouth is still hurting so I call and leave a message for Dr. Vega's nurse, of course she doesn't return calls til after 4 so I decide to put it out of my mind for the most part. Fast forward to the afternoon, I meant to ask Dr. S about my bladder issues but by this point it's not bothering me that much. About an hour later I'm talking to Chris and I think, "I have to pee, I'll go in a minute". When I got off the phone I forgot I needed to pee. I'm about to leave work so I go pee because I've Pavlov dogged myself into needing to pee before I leave work (interesting side note, if you don't know who Pavlov and his dog are you need to look it up, good part of psychology)....my chonies are wet. WTF!!!! Oh, I'm only on day 7, and I'm falling apart. It could be worse, I could have diarrhea. I had looked at a study this morning that said radiation therapy to the pelvic area causes bladder volume to decrease by 58% by the end of  six weeks of radiation therapy, so I'm sure that's part of it. Tomorrow Dr. S is off and Monday is doctor day. I need to remember to ask Dr. S to send me to the pelvic floor therapist. I know my bladder sphincter as well as my rectal sphincter are holding on for dear life! I'm working on my kegels. Back to the other side of my digestive system, Dr. Vega's nurse called me in some swish and swallow (Dr. Hirsch's own mix) for my mouth, I have to get it at McCoy's tomorrow because they close at 6 and she didn't call it in til after 5 and after 5 my second job (mom) starts. So that's my day today. I keep thinking 23 more days...Hopefully the weekends will give my body time to recuperate and I get a 3 day weekend this week.. whoop whoop..... Talk to yall later!