The sores in my mouth and throat are getting better. But new problems have arose; I've lost or I'm losing my voice. I don't know how this is happening! It's not like I've been talking a lot but it's better than my throat constantly killing me. My counts are still down and I'm still miserable. One of the hardest things to deal with is being alone for most of the day. My mom and dad are at work during the day so they usually come at night so I'm stuck with the nurses and techs and annoying people just barging in my room all day. I would love it if my mom could stay with me all day. It would make everything so much easier and I'd feel more comfortable.
I still don't want any visitors because I'm just not in the mood for them. I look a hot mess and feel crummy so I don't think I'd be able to enjoy any one's company right now and I don't want people to waste their time on me.
I think it was Senior Bowling Night last night. I hope everyone had fun. I'm not sure if I said this already but I feel like my life is standing still and all my friend's lives are just moving on without me while I'm stuck here in a hospital bed. What makes it even worse is that I probably won't see any of them again since I won't be attending school or any school functions for the rest of the year.
I'll touch more on this subject later. Sponge bath time.
Purpose
- Alyssa
- I've decided to keep a record of my (second) cancer experience for personal and educational purposes. I know there are people out there my age, or maybe younger or older, going through the same thing I am and I thought it would be nice to let them know that there is someone out there that wants to help them and that is also probably crazier than them. It's also an easy way for my friends to see how I'm doing if they can't get in touch with me. I hope you enjoy the results of my chemobrain :) Everyone should remember that what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger... no matter how hard it tries.
1 comment:
Songe bathh? You figued they'd make a machiene by now that would hold you up, and wash/rinse your body for you. Instead of some person all up in your shit. If only your wife could come and do it for ya. ;-P hahaha, okay, before random strangers read this and think (like everyone else) that were lesbians. I have alot to tell you, I'll just message you.
lovee ya ladyy<33
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