1/12/2022 

It's Wednesday now and I don't feel like updating this blog, but I started it for my girls and close friends, and they deserve to hear from me.  I'm so tired.  Fatigue has set in.  I stayed in bed nearly all day yesterday.  I got up in time to wear my pressure suit for an hour, shower, and dress to go to the concert last night.  The Singing Cadets were very good, but 1/2 of them were out due to Covid.  We got tickets for 6 of our friends, so there were 8 of us sitting in one whole pew.  Kinda scrunched, but perfect seats!  The concert was upstairs.  Lots of stairs.  I had to stop 3 times before I made it to the top.  And then I was gasping for air.  Gads.

I came home and went to bed and then didn't get out of bed till 11 a.m. this morning.  I just want to go back there now.  I had to get some things done on the computer, tho.  I was up several times in the night.  Stomach cramps.  ugh.  My gut is complaining - still.  I passed out in the bathroom last night, but knew it was coming and sat on the floor quickly.  No injuries, no worries.  I can feel it coming on, so I get low quickly and efficiently.  Getting up is not pretty, tho.  I just remembered that I forgot to tell David about passing out.  Oh, well.  Nothing he can do about it, anyway.  Shhhh.

I think this is day #7 for my chemo therapy.  I was told to expect side effects within the first week.  They were correct.  Spot on with that one.  My pills are in packets, packaged for one week, each.  I open a flap, press a secret button with my left hand, while pulling out another section with my right.  Then, I open another flap.  Next, I position a paper cup below the package and press on the hermetically sealed pill container until it pops out.  Hopefully directly over the paper cup.  The paper bottom always pops loose first and flutters to the floor.  Every time, I think the pill has missed the cup and traveled to the floor.  Every time.  Then, for a moment, I panic.  Can't lose the pill, can't lose the pill, can't lose the pill.  They're $55.65 each, for heaven's sake.  I swallow the pill from the paper cup.  No touching, no touching!  Then, I try and find the paper bottom that fluttered to the floor.  Again.  I do this twice a day.  Same routine.  You'd think I'd learn.  Nope.  Apparently, I'm very slow.  What can I blame that on?

I'm still drinking.  Perhaps that's it.  Nah.  I'm not consuming enough alcohol for that.  Alcohol is not my problem.  Dang it.  Oh, by the way, maybe I should've become a chemist.....

For chemists, alcohol is not a problem -

It's a solution.


Get it?  Ha!



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