I'm jittery, have a rash all over, and my hair is falling out, it should all be out by next week.
The shaking was so bad today that I had to take a Lorazapan just to be able to type this. It freaked me out, I was nervous, I didn't call (or want to) my messhole doctor b/c his usual response on the weekend is "go to the ER"
Well I hate the ER (and try to avoid it at all costs), especially weekends. Your nurses are bad or rookies, usually stuck there overnight, and they poke you with more needles than you can stand.
It 1:56am and I'm no where ready to sleep, it's not my mind, because that is tired. It's my body, it's fighting chemo again, and I can feel every battle.
Last night Julie & I went to Gin Mill to feel normal again. It was great, we both needed that feeling of normalcy, if only for one night, we accomplished it. Great seeing the gang again.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better,
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