It’s almost 1am and I can’t sleep; the pain is excruciating. The only relief I’ve been able to get was from an amount of Percocet so high it made me unable to function from exhaustion and nausea.
Claudia sobbed for an hour today when I told her I couldn’t drive her to Ft. Dodge for camp so I’m determined to make it through the night without the Percocet so I’m clearheaded for the drive in the morning. And the oncologist has scheduled an MRI for Monday in Madison which seems both a million years and miles away.
Right now, I could swing being a patient or a mom, but trying to do both is killing me.