This victory is a continuation of side-effect roulette (see post "Side-effect roulette") because with the lifting of the benadryl fog, I am experiencing the onset of the chemotherapy side effects play-by-play. The previous dose of benadryl basically caused me to forget the first two days following the hard chemotherapy. Now I get to pay attention, and hopefully remember it. Although the benefits of forgetting are obvious, this is actually a very interesting experience. I have a pop-culture analogy to describe what I am experiencing: did you see that episode of the office in which Jim very gradually placed quarters in the receiver of Dwight's phone? One quarter at a time, over a long period of time, such that Dwight didn't notice the difference in weight? That's what the oncoming fatigue is like for me. It's like every time I sit or lie down, someone adds a quarter to my bones, and when I get up I'm just a bit heavier.
The punch-line to the Office scenario is that one day Jim removes all of the quarters, and when Dwight picks up his phone he whacks himself in the head because his muscles are expecting a much greater weight in the receiver. Previously my bone quarters have been removed as gradually as they were added, so I don't expect to report that I whack anything. But to you I will continue to report!
Time to go in for my Neulasta shot. I will preemptively (and also belatedly in the "port" category) update the poke tally now:
left arm 4
right arm 3
left breast 1
superior vena cava 1