Warren got home from the hospital yesterday afternoon. He's still on antibiotics and pain medication but seems to be doing some better. He slept well last night and has been resting today in front of TV (football of course) most of the day. I think the past week took more out of me than I thought because I'm still just wiped out.
How many times do we get 65 degree weather at the end of November in Washington? Not many that's for sure. I didn't go to my Mother's today because I didn't want to leave him alone while he's on the pain meds. I'm probably being overly cautious, but I'd rather err on the side of caution. I think it was important for me to rest this weekend too. Its not like we don't have to go back to NIH on Tuesday to maybe start the next series of chemo.
I seem to be dreaming about cars alot lately. One night this week I dreamed I had parked my car and then decided I wanted to move it to another spot. As I was doing that, my foot slipped off the brake and I ran into the back of a red corvette that was owned by a female undercover cop. I know that in dreams cars represent your own physical body, but I'm too tired to try to figure out the rest of that one.
Enjoy the sunshine tomorrow.
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