Just to preface, I consider myself a good patient. I follow the instructions that the doctors give me very carefully. Somehow, however, I wound up with the flu. I was diagnosed on January 14 with the flu. The doctors started me on Tamiflu, and I really believe that the medicine took the edge off the illness.
But we all know that nothing is ever easy. I came into the hospital this past Wednesday and they diagnosed me with pneumonia and admitted me right to a bed. And that's where I am right now.
I have no idea how the heck I can keep weight on my body. Between 14 January and today I've lost 18 pounds. I eat like a teenager everything I can get my hands on. Fast food, good food, pizza, cake, you name it, that's probably not the worst problem to have, but it does get a little frustrating. It can be a little trouble when you have a craving and you can't find what you're looking for.
Cheesecake. Oh do we love cheesecake, but it's not always easy to run out just grab a cheesecake at 2 o'clock in the morning.
Anyway I have a pile of IV bags waiting to get plugged in, just thought that I would pop in here and say hello. With all this talk of flu and pneumonia, we haven't had a discussion about how my cancer is progressing or the transplant is taking ...we have to get around to that.
But I guess it's a good thing one cancer could take a backseat right?
