Cup Eve, crescent moon from the ward
So, 2nd day in hospital. This was a little unexpected. And boring. I mean there's only so much of Dessert Masters and Trump campaigning I can watch right? Thankfully I've had a procession of friends and relatives tear themselves from the races and come sit by my bedside. Ok, majority relatives, and not a one gives a flying cartwheeling rat about the pissy stupid races.
Hang on, I'm here for a reason right? Not just to lounge on a bed and flash my undies at some poor stranger whenever I move. Silly me. Well, on that front, I keep spiking fevers above 38.2, despite the IV antibiotics, one last night, one today, so had more blood cultures (apparently nothing incubated so far) On the bright side my blood tests are improving but not normal. For the moment the plan is to monitor to see how I settle down. Oh to live such a life of leisure, waited on hand and foot, meals provided, room cleaned for you, washing done, (oh hang on, I've just described a huge proportion of Greek boys from the 70's, nothing to see here, move right along). Not sure where I was going with that...Anyway, if only it didn't involve being jabbed with a needle so many bloody times....
Did you manage to watch the race??? Were you stuck another day with only Trump results to watch??? Hoping the radiotherapy is not pushed too far back and your spirits remain high ... thank goodness you discovered that extra drawer for make up - that should keep you busy ;)
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