I was drinking coffee, but it wasn't doing me any good, so I switched to lemonade. We will see if that sparkling cold drink will make me more alert than I am now. I also had to take a paracetamol because I had a headache. This in spite of the fact that I had already taken my pain medicine. I think it is all in my head, no pun intended.
For someone with what I assume is lung cancer, I am not doing too badly right now, but that is exactly because I have taken my pain medicine. Before I took it, I was not such a happy camper. I think the fact that it has a narcotic in it makes me all the more happy, and there is a heck of a difference after I have taken it.
I get a real dip at the end of the afternoon and that is because the medicine has worn off and I need to take the next dose, but it is not time yet. I really have to wait twelve hours before I take it. I can't cheat. All of me suffers when it has worn off and my whole body hurts.
My sister was over here twice today, once to do some cleaning, and a second time with some delicious take out food as a treat for us. She knows what I need and how to keep my mind distracted. She has enough energy for the both of us, so I don't have to feel bad for having so little. When it comes to that, I am going downhill.
The Exfactor also came over and brought chocolate croissants again. I seem to do well on sweet food because it always peps me up a lot. I think the cancer drains my body of energy and the sugar resupplies it. I do also eat complex carbohydrates. A glass of lemonade does wonders for me, though, and I drink it ice cold very often. I may yet regain the weight that I lost. Coffee only does me good in the morning. The rest of the day it doesn't seem to do much for me.
As soon as we have worked things out concerning my treatment plan and the prognosis, my daughter wants to come see me. In the meantime, she wants me to keep her informed down to the tiniest detail about how I am. I am doing my best to do that without making things sound dramatic. I try to be matter of fact about them and call everything by its right name. Cancer is cancer and pain is pain. I can't make it any nicer than that. I do use a somewhat cheerful tone of voice. If I can fool her with that.
I am not half asleep anymore and now I can stay up until it really is time to go to bed. I will be able to sleep until it is morning and not get up in the middle of the night. I like that so much better.