After dinner (mmmm…. Tong’s Mongolian beef), I went for a few laps around the hall. It’s the price I had to pay to avoid a heparin shot in my belly (heparin prevents blood clots). Little did I know how steep that price would be. I’ll just say this: there are some people who really should close their hospital room doors, or at least pull down their hospital gowns.
All of your comments are cracking me up. I just had a great idea! When I publish this blog as a book, I’m totally including comments as footnotes (with author permission, of course).
Amber – unfortunately, sushi is verboten until I’m done with chemo. Too much of a risk of foodborne illness. 🙁
Brenda – feel free to bring me a ham Loretta with hash browns. I think I’m going to stop there for lunch after my next acupuncture appt (I see a guy in Wilmette).
Good news – my blood cultures are still negative; I’ve had no fever; and best of all, my counts are up! Hoping to get sprung today. I’m just waiting to hear from/see my oncologist.
Finally – how odd looking is that toothbrush that they provide here? It’s hard to tell from the photo, but the bristle part is really long!
Your writing is terrific. After you publish your blog, who knows. I could say I knew her when (and that when goes way back)
—Loretta Annex, May 13, 2015
Standard hospital toothbrush. I have an entire collection
—Adrienne Meyer, May 13, 2015