On the other hand: still tired, still faintly nauseated, still having dizzy spells - in fact, I almost fell over while I was putting my pants on, which would have been embarrassing.
I had a proper bath today - or half-bath, half-shower - and felt a lot nicer as a result.
It's my brother's birthday. I managed his pressie - a re-up of his monthly coffee deliveries - but totally failed at a card. I haven't been out of the house since I got back from hospital, and I wasn't sufficiently together to have an appropriate penguin card already signed and stamped and ready to give to Judy to mail.
I'm starting to get awfully bored - although I would take boredom over pain and screaming panic attacks any day. I suppose the instructions for chemo will arrive sometime next week ...
