It was not the week I had hoped for. Last Satrurday night included a fun trip to the Emergency Room. I have pneumonia, again. Or the original pneumonia of early April never really went away and became symptomatic again. Either way, high fever, lung pain, difficulty breathing. As a result, I am on another round of strong antibiotics, at least this time as outpatient. Additionally, I have been referred on to more doctors for further evaluation and treatment.
I also have been profoundly exhausted, a fatigue I have never known. As usual, I push too hard and then get set back. So I finally gave in and pretty much rested this week. Oh it is beyond frustrating to be ready to move forward and yet be held back. My mind is ready but apparently my body is not.
A number of people have pointed out all that I have been through this past year and suggested to me that this could indeed be why I am so tired........ I hear you. I acknowledge you. But I sure don't want to. I am simply over it.
I have been patiently waiting, since the labs were drawn on the first, for the results of the circulating cancer cell test results. (Or whatever the test is called.) It is supposed to be the latest, the greatest, and the earliest detector of the presence of cancer. Unfortunately the test had been cancelled by the lab that processes it. Apparently, because I have received an allo bone marrow transplant (from an unrelated donor), I am no longer a candidate for the test. This news came as a huge disappointment.
The day after that I started to lose my eyelashes again. So bizarre that this happens and that it is common. I don't understand how suddenly all of the eyelash follicles decide to release the lashes at the same time. So my new thick eyelashes are now much thinner. I am hoping I do not lose them all.
I swear some times I am just banging my head against a wall. Sorry to just complain but this is my truth. The good news is that 1. I was able to watch my beloved Seattle Mariners play every day and 2. that this too shall pass.
Complain whenever you want without apology Sally! Sometimes you just have to vent & get it out.
Go Mom and go M’s!
And yet, through all that, you had the energy and empathy to listen to me groan about my latest family drama and offer some kind compassion when I needed to vent.
You’re still a rock star in my book….and yes, this too shall pass.