This is starting to get really old. I just spent the worst 2 days so far. So incredibly sick. I feel like such a wimp. I’m so uncomfortable and ill, I am crying most of the time. I even think half the time I’d be better off in the hospital (of course that’s not an option with my pups. . . and I would never leave them).
I couldn’t move last night and could barely think. This morning I was too sick and weak to even make me something to eat. . . not that I could eat much i was so nauseated and all those other things I don’t have to mention again. See, isn’t this sounding like a broken record.
Thankfully Marie came down from Duluth to help. She was wonderful. Laundry, make me something to eat, cleaned up so I could navigate my bedroom again. I was VERY thankful.
So far at 4:11am, I’m feeling a little bit better. Can’t sleep at all and still feel sick, but not like I want to roll over and just die.
One more of these then we see what the next set of chemo drugs does to me. Oh the opportunities in the future. . . I can’t wait (she said sarcastically).
Hopefully, I can get back to just feeling plain sick today (what a goal. . .sheesh).
TTFN