I cleaned myself up the best I could and continued on to the store for cough drops. When I started walking toward the store I began to worry that I would throw up again and not have time to make it to a bathroom. I asked one of the cashiers for a bag. She handed me one and then looked at me, I must have been a mess. I went to the back and grabbed tylenol and cough drops and headed for the hotel. I made it back without any more problems. I went back to bed hoping I would feel better in the morning.
I still wasn't feeling better on Thursday, so I went to the doctor's. I ended up with bronchitis. Friday I started feeling better and I chalked up the throwing up on Tuesday to being sick. I went out to dinner with Jack and Noah and was supposed to go see a movie with them, but I just wasn't feeling great. It was lucky that I went home, because I threw up for what seemed like hours that night as well. I wasn't sure if it was the chemo, or the bronchitis, or maybe a combination of the two?