Cancer Support

i was over the moon for a day, and then the reality of dealing with the chemo set in. I seem to be experiencing enough of the symptoms after my first round that I know this is going to be rough.

My digestion is totally messed up, and I am going from one extreme to the other. Nausea has been held at bay, thanks to the wonder drugs, but I'm having heartburn, even from ginger ale. I had to take a step back to eating a plain baked potato last night. All my own fault - I had a few sips of coffee yesterday. OK, I learned from that.
Let me ask a question: my daughter says she wants to come visit and be with me for my next chemo. This is a 1,000 mile trip. I said it would be really sweet and loving of her, but then I realized it would be a big fat pain in the butt to have her staying here. First, housekeeping standards have fallen a bit. Second, and most embarrassing, my husband and I have two bathrooms, and I would hate to give up my private bathroom, especially now when I'm running to it constantly.
Am I a terrible person if I ask my daughter not to come?