It’s been a rough week. Infusion side effects have been stronger and lingered longer than I expected.
The intense scattered, buzzy brain fog did not clear
until Monday. Tuesday evening, I thought I could handle a brief Walmart run, so
I went. The moment I walked into the store I realized it was not such a good
idea: I was totally wiped out by the time I got home less than an hour later. Wednesday
evening, I needed to pick up the 12-hour decongestant that helps keep my pollen
allergies somewhat under control. Walking into CVS told me I was pushing my
limits again.
It feels like these side effects are worse than usual,
but I’m not sure, except for the brain fog accentuated by a constant, lout
buzzing tinnitus. It hasn’t helped that I’m not sleeping well.
This morning, I did a second round of music listening,
changing out Fernando Ortega’s album, Come Down, O Love Divine to The
Shadow of Your Wings. I turned the volume down a little lower than usual to
accommodate my sound sensitivity. I felt washed and refreshed by God’s gentle
and generous love.
When I finally got up for the day, I realized that I needed
to scrap my plans to get out this morning to pick up a few groceries at Aldi.
My body tells me I need another low-key day.
So, here we stay. I’ll do a few ten-minute tasks around
the house throughout the day (my equivalent to gentle exercise), but nothing
taxing. The tinnitus continues. I am bone-weary and depressed. But I am also
refreshed by God’s grace, which is just what I needed.
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