Waves of fatigue is the best way to describe today. Getting an accurate description of the IV chemo day, however, is no simple task. For the Franky Scale, perhaps a 5. It needs to be sletp off, I need to simply recuperate. It will come.
Chemo, trip to Trader Joe's in a kind of delirium, some lunch, then to bed. Some crazy chemo sweats. Then to bed.
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so sorry brother dear. i feel useless at times. just like when i couldnt make the hurt go away when the kids were younger. just want everything good for them. but it just doesnt work that way. i am soo sorry. sleep and hopefully youll feel a little better. had a surprise call from julia. gave her your info. good thoughts and lots of love. remember to hydrate.
I was asked by Sheri to relay a message to you..... Sheri wants you to know that she loves you very much, and that she thinks of you every minute as she lays in her hospital bed, strapped down in a straight jacket with no way to get to a computer, she is there at the hospital against her will, threatening that she is going to leave. She hasn't gotten very far, cause she's still there with Steph by her side. She was slurring her words as we spoke this morning, she must be on some good meds. Sheri is such a sweet, gentle, caring person, lucky you, she's your sister.
Gerri
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