I started round 17 of Xeloda this past Sunday. My tumor markers are up a bit, but Dr G says "that's just noise." Meanwhile I'm still taking my chemo cocktail and we might change to something else later this summer.
So far tithe Xeloda is making me feel a little tired, as usual. The Hand-Foot Syndrome + neuropathy + fatigue usually have me on the couch by 4 PM. Today the plain chocolate birthday cake for Rik and the walnut-black pepper biscotti he asked for are still in the oven. So my nap will be delayed.
It's not actually the sleeping so much, although I did take a major nap on Monday -- fell asleep around 4 PM, woke up at 9:30 PM when Rik said "Jill, it's time to go to bed," and after eating a leftover slice of pizza, got into bed at 11 PM, took an Ambien, and slept until 11 AM. That's not my usual pattern, when you hit the wall, you hit the wall. Hard.
I will fold clean laundry, make the bed, finish the cake in time to drive to G and D, and maybe snooze in the car. Rik's not home yet.