I thought I was pretty tired before, and I guess it could still be worse, but now I'm really, really tired. I've been hearing for days that I would get a blood transfusion, but it still hasn't happened. Nurse Anna just drew my blood though to get my hemoglobin levels, so hopefully now it's low enough and I'll get a couple units of that sweet nectar pumped into my veins.
It takes me a long time to move anywhere. First I have to decide the level of necessity...if I don't move, will I crap my pants? Then I have to decide whether moving is worth it. Then I have to psych myself up to lift my legs, roll to the side, and sit on the bed. Then I wait to see what the level of pain is in my head as I sit up. If it starts to throb, I wait for a little while before moving again. Then I pull myself out of bed and hope my slippers haven't slid under the bed again. I can't reach them there.
Just so you know, I have so far always found it worth it to get out of bed rather than crap my pants. Small victories.
I'm sitting in my recliner now. The doctors recommend I sit in a chair for a few hours a day to prevent muscle wasting. It's a pretty nice recliner actually, so I don't mind. But if I recline it get's pretty relaxing. Is reclining in a recliner any better than laying in bed?
I'm still receiving gifts all the time, like the T-shirt from Pauline and the colored pencils from the Kellys. Some gifts are more mysterious, and I have no idea who sent them. Like the wu-tang mad libs, or the 70's funky afro wig and tattoos. I don't think I have the mental capacity to thank everyone individually right now, but I really appreciate all the gifts and cards. I feel like a princess, and I wish I had the energy to play with all my toys.
If this is the worst part, I can deal with that.
P.S. hemoglobin came back, 6.3. Should definitely be time now!
It takes me a long time to move anywhere. First I have to decide the level of necessity...if I don't move, will I crap my pants? Then I have to decide whether moving is worth it. Then I have to psych myself up to lift my legs, roll to the side, and sit on the bed. Then I wait to see what the level of pain is in my head as I sit up. If it starts to throb, I wait for a little while before moving again. Then I pull myself out of bed and hope my slippers haven't slid under the bed again. I can't reach them there.
Just so you know, I have so far always found it worth it to get out of bed rather than crap my pants. Small victories.
I'm sitting in my recliner now. The doctors recommend I sit in a chair for a few hours a day to prevent muscle wasting. It's a pretty nice recliner actually, so I don't mind. But if I recline it get's pretty relaxing. Is reclining in a recliner any better than laying in bed?
I'm still receiving gifts all the time, like the T-shirt from Pauline and the colored pencils from the Kellys. Some gifts are more mysterious, and I have no idea who sent them. Like the wu-tang mad libs, or the 70's funky afro wig and tattoos. I don't think I have the mental capacity to thank everyone individually right now, but I really appreciate all the gifts and cards. I feel like a princess, and I wish I had the energy to play with all my toys.
If this is the worst part, I can deal with that.
P.S. hemoglobin came back, 6.3. Should definitely be time now!
I'm glad you're not crapping your pants, and your sense of humor is still clearly in tact! Love the lava lamp! It matches mother purresa! <3
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