Day 2 of chemo
After sleeping about 6 hours which for these days is not bad, I am getting mentally and physically ready for the second round of chemo. We both thought i have done very well, but i will tell you that the body is having this intense desire to dispose of certain items. Drugs are keeping everything at bay, but I dread how I will feel later today. My poor Paul is watching my every move and wakes up with me to comfort me. The man is a saint, considering that he needs sleeps as much as I do.
ps...Could I have ONE more wafer please? Monthy Python - Meaning of life
joie de vivre index 6 out of 10
average index 8 out of 10
posted by mima @ 5:15 AM
4 Comments:
Paul is a saint and so I have decided to contemplate what he would be the saint of? Does Bickford's have a patron saint? How about Marshall's? Perhaps we can all chip in for a portrait of the newly canonized Paul of Quincy.
Paul as a saint. I agree and would be willing to chip in for a portrait depending on the size.
With his love and support and Mimas drive they will get through bump that has been placed before them.
Mima, I admire you for writing your blog enableing us all be with you on what must be one hell of a crazy ride.
Hugs form us.
While you are certainly entitled to utilize whatever drugs are within reach . . . when Mr. L develops a halo in your mind . . . perhaps some type of reverse visualization is required!
Sending my love to both of you.
When sleeping drugs don't work, feel free to call.
xoxoxo
Judy
Hang in there bossman. I think about all day & wonder how you are doing. This is so hard for me to deal with at times, because of my experience with it only 1 1/2 years ago.
Yes,Paul is a saint! No one could argue that.
Go Paul Go, rah rah rah. ( My imperination of a cheerleader! I always hated them)
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