Sunday

And so it drags on. I am glad I had a few good weeks and lots of people visit because this treatment effects keeps hanging on longer than before. I may not have a good week this time. Even today I was barely able to get some food in me but all I want to do is sleep, and sleep, and sleep. I hope I get a turn around soon. If not, I will have very little time to feel better before we go back to it again. Yukkky. Still have a bit of a bad attitude.

Last night I also had a terrible bout of fear. After Julie went to bed, I had a great fear come over me and the worst part was I didn't know what I was afraid of. But until I laid down next to Julie I was almost completely overcome with fear. After laying by her for 10 minutes and saying a prayer, I finally felt better and went to bed on my side, took my pills and went to sleep. Still don't know what it was, but I know I didn't like it. I hope it doesn't come again.

Well time for my afternoon nap (like my Dad says).