Another chemo weekend. We celebrated Father's day yesterday. I woke up at 10:30 today, came downstairs and watched some Meet the press, but couldn't keep my eyes open. Went back up to bed and got up at 1:30 and took a shower and had a sandwich. I feel a little more awake. Kevin is working his butt off outside and in.
Remember the fungal infection I was complaining about? Well it ended up being a bacterial infection. On different meds now and seems to be getting better.
I'm at the half way point of chemo now. I can't wait to be done. Only the scans will determine if I go on or not with chemo. I know my doctor wants me to keep going even if my scans are clean, but I do want my life back.
Sometimes I find myself planning my funeral. Is that weird? I hear songs and say to my self "I want someone to sing that at my funeral" Like I've mentioned before, cancer gives you time to think. Hopefully it's far far away. I pray that it is.
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