I finished week two. I always think of these kinds of things in terms of running a mile. Four laps around the track. I just finished the second lap. Fractions help make things more understandable for me.
I managed to keep the IV for the whole week again.
But today, Saturday, I feel kinda terrible. This happened last week too. The weekend is supposed to be a slight reprieve, but I seem to feel worse.
Bob was in for IV fluids again. He and the other woman who started at the same time as me were chatting. Bob asked me how bad my chills had gotten. When I told him I didn’t get any, just got really cold he was kinda shocked. I asked him, and the other woman who started at the same time as me if they did; she said twice. Bob nodded, as if to imply he got them at least twice. These are the kind of chills where you couldn’t hold onto anything, where your body just shakes. Boy am I glad I missed out on that.
