Today I feel just a little crappy. Well, border-lining on a lot crappy. My body aches a little sharper and differently than any other ache I can explain, and I am tired in a deeper to my core way than I am familiar with. But, alas, at this very moment the thing bothering me the very most is the lovely hole from which two 18 gauge catheters protrude from a hole in my arm in the form of a picc line. So, I'll take it. And be thankful that at this moment that is my biggest gripe. Oh, and today when I got home I received another great gift from my momma Ellen and papa Doug. A big fluffy blanket to bring with me to treatments. Big step up from those lovely linen blankets that have holes and smell like an operating room 😳
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