Yesterday afternoon, my doctor's office called and said she wanted to see me today at 3:30 instead of tomorrow at 10:45. Thank all the gods for this! Hopefully things can be started today, whatever THINGS happen to be. If nothing else, she will be personally aware of my situation and how awful I look.
I managed to bathe, which is a miracle in and of itself. There have been days when I didn't feel up to it and other days when the bleeding just wouldn't allow for it. This morning, however, I had a window of nonheavy bleeding and enough time to bathe, dry my hair, and then rest for a bit before I had to get up and eat breakfast. I did better at bathing this time. Last time, I didn't get all of the shampoo out of my hair. This time, I made sure that happened. See, this is how dizzy I'm staying.
I'm lucky that the blood had gone into low drive today because last night was hellish. I halfway woke up to tend to a very bad bout of bleeding and clotting. I was still asleep enough to be dreaming I was a spy and this was some kind of horrible attack. A few hours later, soaked, drained, and sore, I woke up completely and remembered I was no spy. There is nothing glamorous or fascinating about my life. I'm just a chick trying to live through this hellish blood process.
I'll update you when I know more.
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