Coming down is hard. My body continues with the usual sleep issues and GI fail, as always after an infusion. Tears are close, and have flowed a few times, once heavily. I am wrestling the fear of additional mets into place as I make appointments for CT scan, oncology followup, colonoscopy and related followup, dental cleaning, et cetera. Plus a little growth on my ankle which probably has nothing to do with anything, but these are medically paranoid times for me.
Underneath it all my attitude is good, as always, but you couldn’t tell it from my affect today.