Oh, Ginger, sorry for the simul-post.
How are you feeling?
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Oh, Ginger, sorry for the simul-post.
How are you feeling?
Tomorrow's my last treatment, so my intestines should start behaving in a couple of days. It's been hard to get anything done while thinking about the direct line to the bathroom.
Ugh. I can't imagine what that must feel like.
Last treatment? That is good news, right?
I hope it goes well and is so successful, the ugly intestinal ick will almost seem worth it.
Yuck, Ginger. I hope that the radiation is kicking bad cell ass. I'm sorry about the ridiculously distracting side effects.
Hi bonny! I would chat, but I was at my office working at 5:15 this morning and am well spent at this point. The pillow is calling.
Yeah. I need to go to bed too. But thanks for waving back, Laura.
Gah. I slept almost all day. An adult reaction to my boss's email that she'd be out the rest of the week probably should'nt've been, go back to bed.
Hugs, bonny. You're not invisible, ever.
Gentle careful hugs, Ginger. Feel better soon.
So, I'm the only one up at 3am, am I? This upside-down sleep schedule is starting to feel normal.
it is 12:30 here, and I am still up. tired as anything tho. Beau's coughing in the middle of the night has been waking me up every night for the last week.
I rarely go to bed before 4am. Prob because I work till 3am, but still.
I just sneezed (while sitting on my sofa at home) and bless my silly kitty Malachi he started purring loudly and rubbed up against me. This is the same cat who will come running to check on me anytime I sneeze. I guess it's easier on him when I'm only inches away.
Well, I just woke up.