Thought I was feeling so much better. Really felt that I had this round by the tail finally.
I went on wednesday to spend my day at the pool hall with Jeremiah. I felt so happy to be walking in to the place, but then nothing really happened. I was distracted, couldn’t concentrate, foggy. My eyes have been burning (erbitux, I think), and that didn’t help. By the end of the day I was busted.
Spent yesterday in bed doing my book keeping for the year. Felt pretty tired and wretched. The pain is pretty well gone, but I think that last week really took a toll on me. Just adds insult to injury that after loosing a week to intense pain, you get to loose another to the exhaustion that it caused. Having a very hard time believing that in just a few days I have to go in for another treatment. I’m frustrated. I don’t mean to sound morose, but I liked it more when I had a couple of lousy days, and then a little over a week of feeling pretty good. This round is for the birds. Better luck next week, I guess.
Last night it was clear that I needed liquids in me. Hot ones. Probably flavored like chickens. So I made some soup. Asian confusion soup with pork and chive dumplings, sauteed baby bok choy, and pea shoots. So good. Just what I needed.