This morning is the first that I can remember in a while that I've been at the computer with my coffee in the morning. I just got home from the hospital last night. Poor Rick has been going back and forth from home to the hospital, taking care of the girls, all that good stuff.
That last bout of chemo sent me into kidney failure and I was admitted to the hospital with fluids last week. They finally figured out that I was good enough to be discharged yesterday, although the kidneys are not back to normal or even whatever passes for normal. (I think they discharged me to shut me up, to be honest.) Now I can add the kidney guy to my list of doctors that I see. It can take three months for the kidneys to come back, but they think I'll be OK. It just takes a while. I am not diabetic, so that's a plus. They think that, in time, my kidneys will be OK. Drink, drink, and when I can't drink anymore, drink more.
Last week, I was walking around the house like a zombie. I was exhausted, couldn't do anything. I'd go from the bed to the couch and back to bed. Rick was scared. I wasn't making any sense. We tried to call the oncologist to see if I could get extra fluids, but couldn't get an earlier appt. And til my regular appt last week, well, I was a mess.
Chemo is a bitch. It just is. I still have three rounds left to do, but can't do them until my kidneys are better. And I still have that bladder cancer hanging over my head, too. I won't go into a lot of detail with the whole thing, but I'm doing the best I can.
And you have no idea how good it feels to be sitting at my computer with my mug of coffee!
P.S. Many, many thanks to
artiemom
for doing the Question of the Day on Saturday for me! 
That last bout of chemo sent me into kidney failure and I was admitted to the hospital with fluids last week. They finally figured out that I was good enough to be discharged yesterday, although the kidneys are not back to normal or even whatever passes for normal. (I think they discharged me to shut me up, to be honest.) Now I can add the kidney guy to my list of doctors that I see. It can take three months for the kidneys to come back, but they think I'll be OK. It just takes a while. I am not diabetic, so that's a plus. They think that, in time, my kidneys will be OK. Drink, drink, and when I can't drink anymore, drink more.
Last week, I was walking around the house like a zombie. I was exhausted, couldn't do anything. I'd go from the bed to the couch and back to bed. Rick was scared. I wasn't making any sense. We tried to call the oncologist to see if I could get extra fluids, but couldn't get an earlier appt. And til my regular appt last week, well, I was a mess.
Chemo is a bitch. It just is. I still have three rounds left to do, but can't do them until my kidneys are better. And I still have that bladder cancer hanging over my head, too. I won't go into a lot of detail with the whole thing, but I'm doing the best I can.
And you have no idea how good it feels to be sitting at my computer with my mug of coffee!
P.S. Many, many thanks to
artiemom
for doing the Question of the Day on Saturday for me! 
Thinking of you, sending special thoughts with lots and lots of hugs.
