Dare I say it? I think the new drugs are working. I think I may have turned the corner today.
I can tell because I didn't break into a cold sweat when the doorbell rang this afternoon. I didn't panic at the thought of going down the stairs and then up the stairs. And I didn't ignore it. I went downstairs, answered the door and turned down a magazine subscription. And then I walked back upstairs. Without collapsing.
What's more, the overwhelming sense of exhaustion seems to be slipping away. I'm slowly getting better!
(PS What does a hematologist order at a bar? A Bloody Mary, of course.)
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