Week three

After being in bed mostly for three days...I am up for a short period of time. Larry lovingly looked at me and asked if I was taking those water pills cause he had never seen me so puffy. It is so nice how he put it. I basically have lost my neck and facial features due to the medicine and water weight. I look and feel like the good year blimp...just hopefully not as grey. The good new is that my white blood count is down...the bad so is my red blood cell count..below where it needs to be. I keep hoping that this will be the worse of it...and I guess I have to wait and see.
It is time for bed again...I am glad that I like my bed. So does Georgia. She seems to sense that all is not well with her mistress...she keeps trying to clean my ears as if that will help. At least she is content to stay across me in the bed, guarding me from who knows what.
This Fri. Larry and I will be married 28 years. Some times it really feels like a life time and others I still wonder who is this man that I married. Guess that is what I like about him...some comfort and he keeps me guessing.