Taste buds back after round 5

So today I've gotten my taste buds back...somewhat. I can taste "sour patch" kids. I didn't eat or should I say haven't eaten any grapes today. There's still some time left, so there's still a chance. Hopefully I'll venture out tomorrow. Visit my sisters. Elizabeth cut her hair this morning. I take the grapes thing back. As I was typing I had to go get some. First I tried sherbert. I could taste the first bite then crap. So grapes it is. I tried coffee this morning too. First couple sips, great, then crap. It'll get better. Next couple days, fair. I miss my sisters and their kids, just learning to be still and be patient. It'll come. Time will come soon enough. My travel was set for my next trip. I'll leave on Sunday, blood draw Monday, chemo Tuesday, travel home Wednesday. The last couple of rounds I've flow home on Tuesday after chemo, but I was so sleepy this last round I wanted to give myself time to sleep a bit. Hotels are crazy expensive in the summer, but I need the extra time, I need to sleep. As I said before I'm pumped full of anti-nausea medicine and anyone who knows anti-nausea knows they make you drowsy. I just wanted to keep sleeping after chemo but it was over and they were kicking me out. It also seems like each round of chemo takes less and less time. I think cause I got the medi-port and numbing meds beforehand. I wonder how kids can go through this and they must give them alot of sleep medication before, during  and after chemo. My heart goes out to parents, I know what's it's like to be a parent and I know what it's like to want to make the pain go. Then I know what it's like to go through this stuff. I was looking through pictures of my nephew who's a down's syndrome baby (big boy) and was thinking about my sister and what she must've gone through the 5 and 1/2 weeks before he was able to come home. I thought about what a fighter he is and how I want to be a fighter. I love that little boy! ( I have a picture of him in my dresser next to my bed where he's hooked up to machines and it reminds me of what a fighter he is and how I want to be.) He's 3 and 1/2 now and what a kid! So it's getting late folks, I'm headed out. love you, love me, love you, love me.