This week I have been weak as a kitten. We used a wheelchair to get me in and out of Kaiser. I just couldn't walk that far. Chemo went fine. And they set me up to have two units of blood on Wednesday. That was supposed to give me more energy.
I was a little nervous about the transfusion First time things always scare me. It went well and I had high hopes for a burst of energy. Didn't happen, if anything I was weaker. Blood pressure was low, I couldn't walk or stand without help. Marty was wheeling me to the kitchen, bathroom, where ever I needed to be. He had to lift me off my chair which was hard for him. I kept collapsing on him.
Then just to make thing better, I developed no warning diarrhea. Not a nice three days. Today, Sunday, I am a little stronger, I have walked down the hall several times. No wheelchair today.
This is short because it takes energy to think and write. It is nap time again.