Hard Week

I haven't been feeling well this week. Wednesday morning I ended up taking an ambulance ride to the hospital. Between bouts of nausea and losing the contents I ran low on O2. My world wouldn't stop spinning. I figured that if I might pass out it would be best to be as close to the floor as possible so I said a prayer and slid off the toilet. At the same time a knock came at the front door. It was the Fed Ex man making a delivery to the house. I yelled for his help and he was gracious enough to call 911 while I crawled to the recliner with my eyes shut. I called Brian and told him where I was going and he took off work and came home. Yesterday, he took some paid time off as I still wasn't feeling good and I had started to run a fever. After more tests it was determined that I was very dehydrated and so I spent two hours in the chemo chair being given fluids. With the help of more drugs, I am fighting these side effects and hope to be better by tomorrow.

I have not felt good enough to answer e-mails so if you have recently sent me one please don't get miffed at me for not replying right away. I will get it done soon, I hope!