Today Will NOT Be a Great Day

Today is a really long day, and I'm not really sure how I'm going to manage. It's a usual work day, and I think I'm able to work - not at full efficiency, but I can be there for Chickie. After work, however, DH and I have an appointment at our Accountant's for the corporate taxes. I have no idea why DH wants me along, but he does, and he's insistent. I'd rather crawl back into bed. 

I feel absolutely awful right now. I don't want to go to the 
breast center today when I have an appointment already for 
tomorrow, but it's really tempting. 

I felt so awful and in so much pain yesterday that I "stormed the doors" of my breast clinic. They plugged me in right away, though, had several people see me, eventually doing an ultrasound and a fluid biopsy. They pulled almost 30ml of fluid from under my armpit. No wonder it was hurting. I was wrapped up and told to keep a compression bandage on it at all times until my checkup on Wednesday. 

These guys are great! Really! My cancer seems to want 
to make itself known in many different ways, however. 
It's a problem child. LOL

Well, the first person who wrapped me up in a stretch bandage did a horrid job - it didn't even stay put for the drive back home. I re-wrapped it then, and thought I had done fairly well, but this morning, everything is pure hurt again. But today I have to work, and then I have an appointment with our tax accountant for our corporate taxes. I can't miss that. I re-wrapped it better, and hopefully that will work for a long day. 

Today is NOT a good day. I've got shooting pains 
from my shoulder to my wrist, and the hematoma that 
they drained yesterday is back full-strength today. I have 
an appointment tomorrow am, so I'll hang on until 
then, but I'm not a really happy person right now. 

I'm losing a lot of weight because I simply don't feel like eating anything. That's not really conducive to healing, so I have to try and work on that. But if I don't feel like eating, it's hard to force myself - you know? I'm just trying to hang on until tomorrow morning when I'm back at the breast center. But today ... well today is not going to be a great day. Take care of yourselves and I'll be back tomorrow. Slava Ukraini.