So it’s been a week and I’m getting more impatient and more frustrated. I know I’ve got another week of this before I call myself human. Until then I shuffle from room to room and stay uncomfortable. But I’m done with chemo. Just gotta wait it out.
Mom has been here twice a day for me since last week. I may not talk much when she’s here and I’m a little more short tempered than I’d like but I’m glad she was here. It’s nice to have your mommy when you don’t feel good. She goes home tomorrow and I’m gonna miss her.