Thursday was hell.
I've already said that. Here's how my personal version of hell went:
90 minutes of tv
90 minutes in front of the computer
90 minute attempt at a nap.
repeat.
Then around 9 p.m., effectively 48 hours to the minute, the aching got down to something managable.
I will beg, borrow, or steal for two days of opiates to get me through this for two days on future rounds of chemo.
I've just slept an astounding THREE hours, and feel like a million bucks.
90 minutes of tv
90 minutes in front of the computer
90 minute attempt at a nap.
repeat.
Then around 9 p.m., effectively 48 hours to the minute, the aching got down to something managable.
I will beg, borrow, or steal for two days of opiates to get me through this for two days on future rounds of chemo.
I've just slept an astounding THREE hours, and feel like a million bucks.