10/8/21

I haven't written for a few days because I was asleep.  Yes, that's correct.  I slept the past 3 days.  I got a flu shot and a pneumonia vaccination on Wednesday morning at 10 a.m.  My arm got so. very. sore. from the pneumonia shot and it bled and bled.  It was still bleeding at 7 p.m. that night and I was sporting a beautiful hematoma.  I was soooo tired.  It was freakin' unbelievable.  I had a headache and then my joints started to hurt.  Good golly.  They were bad.  Then the chills began.  They were uncontrollable.  I was shaking so hard I couldn't even take a drink.  I went to bed and David had to keep piling on blankets and quilts.  My face was very hot, but my hands and feet were like ice.  My temperature rose to 2/10th of a degree short of my needing to call the hospital.  I was totally confused and talking to no one.  Then the nausea set in.  David helped me get a couple of pills down for that.  Thankfully, they worked.  I kept covered up until morning.  I just couldn't warm up.  I slept all day on Thursday and David woke me at 8 p.m. to try and get me to eat something.  Uh, no, thanks.  I did get out of bed, tho - for about 1-1/2 hours.  Then, I slept all night again last night.  I had to move to my recliner last night to relieve some of the pain in my joints.  My sense of taste is nearly gone and I have no feeling on 1/3 of my head.  Is that weird, or what?  I have been awake for 4 or 5 hours now and as soon as I post this, I'm going back to bed. Holy Moly, I wouldn't ever do this again.  

David has gone to A&M this weekend with his buddies for their annual reunion, so I'm alone now.  I have some friends coming over, one at a time, so I won't be alone the entire time he's gone.  I need to go to town to pick up an Rx, and there's no way I can drive, so it'll be nice to have a friend take me.

I have an MRI on my elbow scheduled for next Tuesday, so maybe they can figure out the source of my pain when those results are in.  Thank goodness dogs can't run an MRI, but catscan.  Ha!  That was funny.  I need funny in my life.  It's hard to remember life without pain.  It truly is.  Makes me rather sad to think about it.  I walked into my office this morning and saw the big bag my neighbor gave me months ago.  It contained everything I'd need for chemo days.  It made me smile.  I have such good friends.  The older I get, I realize that I only get a minute.  So, I need to live in it, because it's over in a blink.

I've learned that there's no sense in being pessimistic.

It wouldn't work anyway.


Cancer treatment must have at least given me an amazing butt. 

Every time I walk away from someone, I hear them whisper, "What an ass!"

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