cancer – day 117

Great, Mark came home from teaching last night saying he feels like he’s getting sick. He spent the day grousing around his office and I pretty much steered clear of him, it’s about all you can do when he’s in one of these bad moods that aren’t your fault but certainly feel like it when the frustration is directed at you simply because you happen to be there. So, I lay low and keep to myself when he’s like that. I think I finally had a decent nap today, if I remember right. Or was that Monday? I get so confused with the whole chemo brain thing. Then tonight he’s pretty much a jerk all evening, snapping at me for no reason, and he ate dinner while I was at yoga with no apparent thought that perhaps I would need to eat after yoga. Sheesh. It’s almost 9PM and I finally put a pizza in the oven for myself. Not exactly healthy chemo girl fare, but apparently her caregiver took the night off. I hope he’s feeling better tomorrow.