Wake Up To The Sound Of Your Fleeting Heart
Entry 1 And We'll Hate What We've Lost But We'll Love What We Find Jenny has seemed sicker the last week or so. Her long afternoon sleep, yesterday, did end when my sister arrived for dinner. However, Jenny had zero energy all evening. She felt terrible all night, both physically, I had to attend to all of her needs, and emotionally, she felt guilty she couldn't help. I comforted her as best I could, and tried to assuage her feelings of guilt. She has never been sick like this so far out from chemo. Truly. Never. She was in utter discomfort; pain in her upper abdomen, in her lower back, and in her spine. Pain relief was a Hobson's choice. She could take more pain killers causing more abdominal pain in the future, but offering relief now, or take no more painkillers and suffer excruciating pain now. Between 10:30 and midnight, the agony increased. Convincing her to take meds at around 11 and again at 11:45, I otherwise was powerless ...