I can feel it starting. The chemo I hate so much is just a few days away. I have things to do around the house before I go out of commission for a week. Laundry, putting away gifts- I can just feel the anxiousness getting a grip on me. Little by little, it undermines my peace of mind. Really annoying but there's nothing I can do about it. Bill will be dragging me out of here on Tuesday while I dig in my heels.
Jackie is sick again. This time with a relatively high fever and a nasty cough and congestion. I trip to the Doc on Friday got us a bottle of cough syrup with codeine. Doesn't help much at all. Bendryl works better. I have slept sitting up the past 2 nights to help her breathe better and stop coughing. To say I'm tired isn't adequate. I'm going into chemo 5/6 with a serious sleep deficit.
I do not know what I will do if Jackie can't go to school on Tuesday. She needs to be fever free for 24 hours. Usually, she kicks these things quickly but this time, she isn't. Our Doc said he thinks this is a whole new cold from the one she had 4-5 weeks ago. Yay. Gross. Why her? Because it's a test of my fortitude.
Sorry to be grumpy but I really want her to be well. There's just no way to wash her hands enough and keep her from coughing in my face all the time. If I tried to put a mask on her, she'd take my head off :) Poor baby - she even is telling me when she's tired which she NEVER does at all. Usually it's a long dissertation about why she doesn't need a nap.
Ill do a Christmas post later. Christmas was so happy that it doesn't deserve to share a post with grumpy me.