Abi is downstairs in the bath right now. It's been a rough couple of days, and she could use your encouragement.
The immunotherapy treatment went just fine. 30 minutes. Out the door.
But in the days leading up to her treatment, and continuing since, her pain has been increasingly difficult to manage. Adding insult to injury, she's having a difficult time swallowing pills.
Of course, you'll wonder why the pain is getting harder to manage. We wonder why, but like so many things related to her disease, we just don't know. The scan Abi got on Monday was "unremarkable," suggesting the increase in pain isn't a reflection of her disease getting worse. The pain preceded the immunotherapy treatment, so it doesn't seem that her pain is related to that. No, this seems to be "routine" cancer stuff. Discomfort. Pain. Without definitive explanations.
So Abi is in this cycle. Take a narcotic pain pill. Take something to help her digestive system. The pill to help her digestive system AND the narcotic come back up. Now her stomach is empty. Harder to take a pain pill. Pain increases and keeps her from sleeping well. ... I think you get the idea.
I can't think of anything crueler than pain leading to lack of sleep leading to exhaustion. And that's where she right now.
Think of Abi. Say a prayer. Put some excellent thoughts into the universe.
In the short term:
- For the pain to subside.
- For Abi to get some rest.
In the longer term:
- For her body to get on with destroying this disease. (I think it's already happening, and hope that everyone reading this will claim that as fact.)