I had the blood. It was boring. I was sick after and came home and went to bed at 7:45. Got up in the middle of the night.tried to drink, violently ill. Got up at 7 , sipping apple juice. Praying it works. Chemo at 10. Yuck.I am sore. My stomach is sore. I don't feel good. I want off this train. I have no answers. Everyone keeps peppering me with questions. It is exhausting. My favorite is being asked questions and then people question my answers. I can't deal. Ok that is it. Peace.
I wish I could help! I would bring you a good meal and I would quietly allow you your space but be at your call when you needed me! I have taken up smocking children's clothes---so I could do that and you could do your reading or doing your I=Pad. Just sit quietly.... Thanks for your "shout out"!
ReplyDeleteditto, except for the smocking, I wished that I could sew. It is a lost art. My grandmother used to make lace, so delicate. I still have some of it. Wish I could make it all better:(
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