At least my fever is staying down. That is a comforting thing and I pray to God that I won't have to have ANOTHER surgery so soon (two surgeries in two months IS ENOUGH).
I'm just...mentally exhausted and physically strained. Food goes down funny - even drinking something as simple as water sometimes upsets my stomach. I managed a decent meal last night at dinner (probably the first IN MONTHS) and my stomach burned and ached for most of the night.
Tomorrow afternoon, I get to look forward to hearing the results of what he pulled out of my right breast on Friday. Yes. You read right. He stabbed my right breast with an inch long needle five times and drained a ton of STUFF (
Out of all of it, I am thankful someone somewhere discovered the healing properties (and regenerating properties) of pig bladder. It has closed the wound significantly and I hope to see more progress on Monday (since all of it stayed put this time).
I am also thankful (sort of) that I've lost over thirty pounds because of all of this. I just wish I wasn't so scared of food now. 8|
This song keeps fitting my life. I wish it would stop.