Medicine 2 Round 1 Recovery

Monday (the first day of recovery week) was again very tough, as expected. I did have some relief in short periods during the day.
Still very sensitive to sounds, (makes my head explode), very tired and weak.
Slept or just sat, sitting upright in silence most of the day.
Cindy has been here taking care of me. Bringing me pills, and drinks and moral support.
Can't really do anything but make it to the bathroom and back without really overdoing it, getting dizzy, lightheaded, and suffering sharp abdominal pain.
All that being said, I think that this medicine regimen has been easier on me so far than the last concoction they gave me.
I only have a few days of data, but I am encouraged so far.
But of course it it like comparing a punch in the nose to a punch in the eye, they both suck.
It seems to be not as constantly intense as the last stuff, but I have several 3 to 6 hour sessions each day of really bad time, then it seems to let off for an hour or two. Having that little session randomly dispersed through the day of not feeling completely destroyed is a welcome change.
This medicine is just essentially poison that I have to work out of my system, and it will take time to get any strength back. I just have to be patient and pace myself.
Still very weak Wednesday. Stood up on the back porch with Cindy for about 20 mins while she was scrubbing the deck and just standing there wiped me out. Felt terribly nauseous and exhausted, had to come in and sleep for hours after that.
So the medicine is still lasting a long time in my system as far as making me feel bad, but it really is better than the last stuff. I do not know if that means the meds are not as strong or what. I just hope to God it is really going to do some good this time.
I will try to get to the office on Friday for a visit, just to get out of the house and say hi to the folks there. I think Thursday is not possible to do it, but I would have bet on Thursday earlier in the week. It seemed to be going real good. The progress just slowed a little.

Closing editorial thought.
No argument is worth continuing with a friend or loved one. It is more effort to stay mad, than to swallow your pride and embrace them. After a while it does not matter who is right who is wrong. It is just harmful to all parties involved, and can even hurt other people who love you to see the conflict. There are no second chances when they are gone, and that can happen in the blink of an eye.
My mother once told me never go to sleep while mad at a loved one. I think that is very good advice.
Be good to each other, the world is a bad enough place.
Greg