Another day spent at the hospital with intravenous antibiotics.
My body appears to be struggling with the chemo drugs. It also appears to be chronically fighting a viral infection of some kind.
Still, as chemo kills absolutely everything, once the fevers start I get treated for sepsis because anything else is not worth the risk.
I’m home now with The Spaniel curled around my body and the Wonderspouse looking worried and pale.
I feel
exhausted.
Despondent.
18 April 2018
Sussex Coast, England
*huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugs*
Good that you’ve got your fans. Tell your sickness that it owes it to them to make you get better. 🙂
Rest. You’ll get through. Not easy to do this kind of treatment.
(((Hugs))) 🌹
I don’t like that you are feeling exhausted and despondent. But I do like that you are using the power of words to tell your story to us, your readers. I find writing always gets me through my darkest times. Keep writing. I hope you feel better soon.
Thank you. Some days I have to force myself to write. Something. Anything. But I always feel better afterwards.