Home to Chez
Last night's massive digestive issues echo into today. Among other things, I'm very difficult to share lavatory space with. I'm in there too long and too often, and the resultant odors are overwhelming for anyone else who needs to venture in. This is one of those weird, embarrassing realities of my situation — granted I have iffy digestion on my best days, but currently I'm in a whole different, much nastier class. Still not sure how much this intersects with my intermittent lactose intolerance, and/or some as-yet unidentified bad food issue from the last 24-36 hours, but both constipation and diarrhea are definitely known side effects of chemo. Frankly,
Zonking out soon, but I'm glad I made the trip.