So here is some news that some of you may know….if you talk
to me, then you know. If you don’t know me, or haven’t talked to me lately then
you don’t know. Because it’s not something I have made very public, not
something I have shared much….because I don’t want to be the person who
complains all the time. I don’t want to publicly get into the nitty gritty of
my side effects. I don’t want you to feel sorry for me, and if I complain, you
will. I don’t want your pity….
But I’m going to share this one little side effect….little…really,
it’s nothing compared to some of the others. So small it’s barely worth
mentioning but it is the one that annoys me the most. The one that doesn’t really
go away…the one I will deal with daily until my last chemo infusion, and then
probably for a week or two (or three) after that.
I can’t taste anything. Really. My taste buds are dead…and
it would be ok if at the very least there wasn’t any sensation to go along with
that but there is. Sensation, that is. My mouth hurts. More specifically, my
tongue hurts.
And I want you to email me your favorite smoothie recipe. And
I want you to bring me frozen lemonades from Burger King.
The only good thing that has come of this stupid chemo side
effect is this: I don’t miss beer/wine at all. I thought I would. But if I can’t
taste it, then I don’t want it.
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