First round, and it was a rough one...

Good morning Sweet Community

Well Thank goodness no more shots for 3 weeks.

It was a rough, cloudy headed week.

If I don’t take the pill for stomach upset, I get sick, if I take it I sleep for about 7 hours it seems.

Early Friday AM, around 2:30 I got up to go to the bathroom. Missed the sitting on the toilet, and fell backwards, got up, then feel forwards, splitting my lower lip down the middle.

Off to the emergency we went. Not a good thing gushing blood with lower platelets.

Ugh. Now I look like some kind of monster.

I of course didn’t take the pre meds thinking I was packed full drugs from the ER, and ended up throwing up all day, till I finally took some stomach meds. And again slept nearly all day.

Lessons learned, moved with the gracefulness of a butterfly, move slowly, take anything that will prevent me from getting sick and have nothing scheduled but the treatment that week.

I feel frustrated, freaky looking, down, and I have to admit a little sad.

Happy things: Daya and Mark and coming up for a visit. My Cousin Patrick Curley and his Girlfriend is coming up from LA today. I’m getting some blood that will give me the energy boost I need, and the kitties and most of all Noah have been such primo care givers.

I’m blessed. Just with a very alarming lip.

I just want touching and smiles and giggles and slow moving walking and tenderness.

Enjoy these pics of the lip and will send it on. Why the heck not, it happened.

Have a cozy day.

I’m visualizing some cozy beach under some shady trees, ahhhh Greece. Looking out at the bluest of Oceans. And you are all i my heart

Love, Love and Nothing but love.

Namaste
Victoria



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