Wow, this is way worse than the first time.
I’ve just been feeling so sick and weak. Have been mostly lying on the sofa bed since I woke up Thursday morning, pathetically moaning and groaning and feeling sorry for myself. I seem to remember getting up more last time, being able to do more, not feeling quite so awful. Anyhow, this will explain why I’ve dropped off the radar these past few days.
Even with the ondansetran for the first three days (and now primperan) the nausea has been almost unbearable. That really is the worst part for me. I hate to think about having to go through this six more times, including having major surgery done in the middle of it all.
On a more positive note, Nog got home late last night – a day earlier than expected. It’s good having company at home again. And today he’s going to check under the bed to confirm that last week’s incident was a random one-off and that there’s nothing nesting there. Cat allegiance showed itself again last night when Nog went to sleep on the Alpha Cat’s big comfy bed and the boys loyally stayed with me in the living room. 🙂
Well, as I’ve now managed to stay upright for almost an hour this morning, I think I’ll take a stab at answering a few emails. They were very nice to receive, as were the phone calls. Thanks guys!
