Jimmy waits patiently while I get my 4th infusion of blood products this week.I'm finally beginning to feel human again - this has been a really rough week, with my blood counts dropping so low, then staying there. I had to get MORE platelets yesterday, but everything is finally moving up.
When I wasn't at the cancer clinic, I was in bed, some days too weak to even turn on my computer, which speaks volumes. The only thing I wanted to eat was homemade oatmeal cookies with glasses of almond milk, but I got plenty of calories.
With this heavy chemotherapy I'm getting, and every round becomes tougher to tolerate. It's like with a prizefighter: the more you get knocked down, the harder it is to get up.
When I wasn't at the cancer clinic, I was in bed, some days too weak to even turn on my computer, which speaks volumes. The only thing I wanted to eat was homemade oatmeal cookies with glasses of almond milk, but I got plenty of calories.
With this heavy chemotherapy I'm getting, and every round becomes tougher to tolerate. It's like with a prizefighter: the more you get knocked down, the harder it is to get up.
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When you get knocked down just look over to your corner of the ring and picture all your loving friends there calling out to you, "get up darlin', just another few rounds to go...you can do it"
Love you, Abaco hugs to you,
and Jimmy, too
R and N
Hi Ellen,
I think of you and Jimmy often and keep you in prayer. I do read your blog from time to time because I want to know what is happening with you because I care.
Tommy Mason did the traditional services yesterday. He was here to baptize Thomas Mason Curington.
I look forward to the day you come home.
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