This weekend was probably one of the hardest so far. I spent 3 beautiful sunny days on the couch and in the bathroom, super sick from side effects. I had my pity party. I felt sorry for myself. I got angry. There were tears. I just wanted it to be over. I wanted to tell my doctor, “I don’t care, I need a break”. Now that my medication is working and I’m starting to feel better… yes, I still want… Read more »
2.9.16 Writing this at 2am. Eva woke up to eat. Sleeping-all-night was a blissful short lived gift that I hope will return soon! Putting her back to sleep is so sweet and quick, though, and sweet Josh takes over the bottle portion, so it’s not that bad at all. However, I took some medicine for nausea and now I can’t go back to sleep. I keep thinking about my first chemo day, and this week, the stuff that runs through your mind… Read more »
