This roller coaster ride called cancer is not always pretty. Consider this a warning that this will not be my (trying to be) usual upbeat post.
Friday was a pretty good day but late that afternoon I could hear Kevin in the bathroom....all of a sudden my stomach just started to turn.....any way, thank goodness Kev ran up with a waste basket for me. I've been able to keep my nausea under control but, apparently not, my weak stomach.
Later I went upstairs to watch TV/read in bed early, 8ish. I laid down and coughed, and coughed and coughed.....for 4 hours. After sleeping for a few hours I was up again with that same stomach issue. I made it to the bathroom. Thankfully I did get some more sleep that morning.
I have to weigh myself every morning and usually I've been loosing weight....but after today I saw that I had gained 8# in two days...not good....most likely I am retaining water. I took an extra water pill....and they work! Hopefully I'll be able to walk up the stairs tonight without being so out of breath. The last several days I've been coughing more and have been more short of breath.
This afternoon I had another coughing spell and ended up using the waste basket to throw up in. I cough so hard that I just can't help it. I think it could be my lungs. I hope this is not the new normal.
Guess who'll be sleeping with bucket by her bed?
This is not fun..........not knowing what to expect each day.
I am afraid to go upstairs and lay down.