Sorry about the pity party. Logically things should look up in the next few weeks as I recover from the chemo. It's been really hard this time.
My disease has never really made me ill, but this treatment sure has. I can't believe how debilitated I am--now the site from the last surgery has gone all stiff and weird. Considering it used to have a walloping great tumour in the middle of it, this is not welcome news. Everything aches and I keep getting the wobbles, which makes me nervous about going anywhere or doing anything. I have never, ever, asked anyone to monitor me but now my life is like a bad spy movie with people sneaking around making sure I'm ok while trying not to be too obvious about it. Think Get Smart. 'Oh, Kelly, fancy finding you here hiding behind a garbage bin.'
The mission is to try to avoid ending up on a drip to correct the multiple deficiencies I'm developing. Yeah, I know, that may be going to happen anyway.
Thanks for the support. Marg