I don't know why, it must be common for other people, that the doctors always say that the night sweats are a symptom of leukemia, and once you're on chemo you shouldn't have them anymore. I think they're crazy, because I don't get them until I start chemo! The answer of course is that its the medical beds plastic sheets, but my sheets aren't plastic and my face is moist and I wake up wet all the time.
Anyway, I had some strange dreams last night I think having to do with my subconscious trying to prepare me for a transplant, though they were a little fantastical sci-fi, I got the gist. I slept on and off all night getting up to pee and reflect on the dream I had moments before and why I would dream it.
Winter had a break down last night and I let her stay up and watch princess and the frog in my lap. She told me that she didn't want me to have a line, and that she didn't like it. I told her that I was going to be sick for a while, so I would need it for a long time. This made her cry. I had her help me "take my medicine" to feel better by letting her push a saline flush in.
She seemed better after that however.
Still having good days. :) Will have a family conference on my transplant at one thirty in the hospital with probably one of the couple of doctors on the team I haven't met yet, and tomorrow is chemo day.
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