It's been a tough one today. So easy to forget what my body has been through the past through months and I've literally just started an intensive course of treatment.
Well it's hitting and hitting hard. Feeling nauseous and totally zonked is hard going. Also wanting to be home in with my comforts so trying to keep routine and exercise at the forefront of my day.
It was only after talking today with a new transplant buddy who's in the room opposite that I was reminded how normal it is for me to feel awful because of the onslaught of the drugs on my body. The introduction of new doses and soon to be new medication too. There a road ahead and I have to brace myself. When your body rejects it's no laughing matter and needs aggressive treatment.
Until it happens and you experience it's difficult to fathom.
Last night sleep was dire. I was in agony and was woken up with pain, noise disturbance, this continued all night. I was in two minds about buzzing the nurses but thought there'd be little they could do. On reflection I should have tried. Something may have helped me sooner.
Typical me trying to keep everything in control but the fact is I need help now more than ever. It's so hard to think yesterday I felt elated and upbeat but as I said I was forgetting that this drug regime was soon round the corner to bite me on the bum.
Tomorrow is a new day and wahey a new drug! Just gotta roll with it! Great thing is my roomie across the way 'C' and I start the new drug, the same day and time so it's gotta be good for us right?
Nice to be able to bounce off someone wearing similar shoes. Hope I didn't warble on too much for her today.