He sits in "his" chair - arm propped up on the arm of the chair - and keeps an eye on me. When I'm feeling really wiped out like I have the last few days, I spend a lot of time in the rocking chair and Alfred does seem genuinely concerned about me. Probably just doesn't want to miss the moment when I get up and feed him, but...
The REAL caretaker has been Lindsey - she's with me almost all the time and is always asking if I'm okay and if I need anything. But she doesn't like her picture taken. :) It really stinks that this has been most of her summer but she says she doesn't mind.
I'm hanging in there friends. I think the last few days were the "bottom out" days - at least I'm hoping so. I just want to shake this feeling of ...yuck...and being pulled down whenever I try to do something. I went back to the cancer center today to get a Neulasta shot and to see Dr. Gupta. He keeps telling me I'm doing very well and I'm superwoman and all that and sometimes I want to scream "No I'm not - I feel like crap". But I don't.
I lost that 14# of water weight - pretty crazy to go up and down that much in a few days. It seems like the "getting over it" process is going a little faster this time - I hope I'm not just imagining that.
I miss everyone. I miss leading a normal life. One of these days...
Thanks for all your cards, thoughts, prayers, calls, food, everything.
Thanks for reading. Love, Susan