Just got back from town to get a blood test. This one is to keep track of the thickness of the blood since I'm on the blood thinner. They'll call me this afternoon and I'll adjust the pills I take, or I won't. Whichever. Since I'm still in a bit of a fog, my mother took me this morning. I was quite, which worried her, and although I don't feel really bad, I'm just sort of in that fog, there's no other way to describe it. The fatigue not so bad yet, nor the bone pain. Maybe I'll skip all that this time but I keep reminding myself it has only been four days since the treatment and sometimes these things come on later. But hey, I can hope they don't come.
And so, here I am back home, sitting in my recliner, with my computer. Every once in a while I get a jolt of energy and I think I can jump up and do a little house work, but I never get much done. SO back I sit. BUT hopefully not too much longer of this. I can't believe I only have one more treatment. And I am so grateful I've not had nearly as hard of a time with Chemo as I could have.
And that's about all there is with my boring life today. One day at a time. Sometimes one hour at a time. But I'm making it and that's what counts!