Last night was exciting, and not in a good way. I fell late (for me) last evening...around 10pm. I couldn't get up off the floor, not even with the help of my parents. I think part of it was due to my arms and legs being so weak that I couldn't boost myself up; the other was that due to all the hardware in my ankles and legs, I just have no flexibility. After multiple attempts at trying to get up, my father called EMS, and they came and got me up on the first try.
Talk about humiliation. The medics were very nice, but I was absolutely mortified. It makes me worry about when I get older. It's not like I'm going to get stronger.
Oh well. Tomorrow is another chemo day.
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