fineline888
May 24, 2004, 04:10 AM
I am trying to keep my spirits up. I am grateful to be in therapy everyday right now at the local cancer hospital. For three hours every morning for 3 weeks I am receiving lymphatic drainage, bandaging and physical therapy. I am also planning to try a circaid garment and would appreciate any info you might have on it....especially results. It looks like I am not going to go back to work, although I am trying not to make that decision today and take this one day at a time. It was a difficult weekend ---hot, humid and fluidy. Today, I just woke out of a sound sleep feeling like my whole body had swollen. My face was puffy and I am sure I was probably dreaming about this.....and I am sad.
I have tried so hard for so long to just keep going. I don't think I am taking very good care of myself because I push so hard. And the last two times I actually took some down time I became sick. (most recently pneumonia). My husband is angry with this illness, with himself and God knows what else. I don't know how much to lean on him cause he is so close it hurts him as much as me (maybe more). We tried to go out on Sat. but I was just too exhausted and by night it was so heavy I could only drag the damn thing so I didn't want to face anyone much less try to dress u p and pretend it aint so.....so we didn't go and I know he felt bad for asking and worse for me. I don't know what to say anymore. There are times I feel I need help with everything and times I am just fine. ok...enough of my rant. this crying jag is nearly at its end. thanks for being here......here's to better days.
I have tried so hard for so long to just keep going. I don't think I am taking very good care of myself because I push so hard. And the last two times I actually took some down time I became sick. (most recently pneumonia). My husband is angry with this illness, with himself and God knows what else. I don't know how much to lean on him cause he is so close it hurts him as much as me (maybe more). We tried to go out on Sat. but I was just too exhausted and by night it was so heavy I could only drag the damn thing so I didn't want to face anyone much less try to dress u p and pretend it aint so.....so we didn't go and I know he felt bad for asking and worse for me. I don't know what to say anymore. There are times I feel I need help with everything and times I am just fine. ok...enough of my rant. this crying jag is nearly at its end. thanks for being here......here's to better days.