In those seconds between the two, so many thoughts went through my head. Am I getting sick? What if it's covid? What happens if I get sick?
Now, some of these are worries I would have had after transplant regardless. But with covid going around, it's hard not to be afraid. There is so much to do around to house already plus the extra cleaning for me to stay safe, adding in keeping us safe from covid is exhausting.
This transplant process is hard. And it's scary. There are so many unknowns. While we certainly try to be strong and put up a brave front, there are tears, there is anger, frustration, loneliness, and fear. There is also distraction from thinking too much about it or it gets overwhelming.
We're both usually able to do something to feel better before we go down the rabbit hole. But some days I feel vulnerable. Today started as one of those days, but what I'm realizing is that reaching out to Peter and to friends for support is something that sometimes I need to do, and that the act of reaching out helps me feel in control.
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