I woke up this morning feeling worse than yesterday. The pain is intense, but at least I’m not puking and passing out. Dr. Z says I’m still okay to get radiated today, so that’s happening at 3.
This is by far the worst UTI I’ve ever had, and I’m worried it’s going to turn into a kidney infection and I’ll spend Thanksgiving in the hospital. I’m trying not to freak out, but I have the worst fucking luck.
Karen texted me that Frey had a panic attack today at school, so I’m worried about her too.
I wish I had more of that Toradol. That shit is the bomb dot com. The oxy, morphine, Tylenol combo barely takes the edge off the pain, but that Toradol had it completely gone for hours. Sigh.
I’m so tired of being sick and tired.
It’s Monday, right?