34 days and I’m still in the hospital. It’s boring, but necessary for my treatment unfortunately. Lots of bad days, especially this past week, but some aren’t quite as bad as the rest.
Today I had a crazy procedure where they got a biopsy of my liver by going through my jugular vein so that in case I bled (I bleed easily due to low platelet count), it was into my bloodstream and not into my body. It was all painless of course due to local numbing agents, but still very weird.
Tomorrow I get yet more chemotherapy drugs which will probably make me feel like crap but it is what it is.