Jun 05, 2011 20:58
Had my trip, and it was lovely...except for the fact I was in pain 10-15 hours a day, and the pain kept wandering around, so I never knew what to expect the next morning. I *think* I'm glad we went; we really did see some beautiful sites, but I more than once can close to just flying home, and letting B decide whether to come with me, or just drive the car back alone. (I want to post pictures, but boy that seems like work. We'll see.)
Since I got back, I've had a few days to try to find normal, but tomorrow I start @#^#$% full brain radiation, which comes with a list of possible side-effects that could make me sick even if I wasn't already.
I'm currently taking so many meds I can't possibly keep track of them. I feel like I've been a pretty good toaster so far (don't talk to much about being sick, etc.), but I'm running out of good spirits, or something. In other words, if you ask me how I'm doing, there's a horrible chance you'll actually hear.
Y'all, though -- I hope you're all doing well.
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