May 082016
I didn’t write last night because I was tired. That’s all. <large friendly letters>Don’t panic </large friendly letters>. (That’s an injoke for those who know HTML and Douglas Adams)
Another day, another set of medication taken. I’m not enjoying this, but I can take it. SheWhoMustBeObeyed reckons I’m taking it better than she expected.
The worst things are the nausea, the permanent taste of cardboard in my mouth and the need to take the medication at fixed times with a meal. Just needs organising, but I will be so glad when it is all over.
Still problems with my stomach – definately still got a dire rear. I’m asking the Christie for advice.
I must be getting old – when I read “don’t panic” my first thought was Dad’s Army! Sending prayers and thoughts.xx