Today I had my very first fountain soda since I started chemo. If you know me well, then you know I have an obsession with ice cubes. I love them and I adore fountain drinks loaded with ice. A treat in my house is when Billy brings me home a bag of ice (I call it soft ice because it's easier to chew than the classic refrigerator-made ice cubes). I have actually thought of looking into how I can get my hands on a hospital ice machine. That ice is the bee's knees!
One of the common side effects I unfortunately did get with the chemo is cold sensitivity. If I try to drink anything cold, not even iced drinks, I'd get a pins and needles sensation in my tongue and it felt like I was swallowing shards of glass. I hate drinking fluid to begin with, especially water. I loathe it. And warm water? It is absolutely vile. Anyway, I am sucking at this hydration thing. Billy is on my ass about it and a few other people send me random "Drink your water" texts throughout the week. Today I woke up and the cold sensitivity had gone away.
So I'd just like to say that today is a good day. Amongst the stress and chaos, it's the little things, like fountain sodas, we all need to take note of.