After the 1st part of the chemo, and the chest tap, my condition had improved a great deal. The phlegmy cough had stopped, and soon I could do without the oxygen.
My last few days there were mostly for observation.
Before my second Sunday there, a doctor told me that I could make arrangements with the nurses and take the day off to spend time with my family and only checked in again at night - just like a hotel. I never knew one could do that in a hospital. I decided against it as I was feeling rather weak from the effects of chemo.
I found out from Feng Hwang's sister that FH used to do that when she warded there previously. Amusing.
As soon as I was free from the oxygen, I did some walking in the room and the corridor. I realised that I was generally very, very weak from the chemo and from lying down for so many days. Once, a piece of paper was blown to the floor, and instinctively I squatted to pick it up. The moment I had the paper in my hand, I realised that I couldn't stand up. My legs were too weak. I had to use my hands to push against my legs and slowly managed to stand.
Another time I went for a slightly longer walk in the corridor and found that I nearly couldn't make it back to the room. I had been able to breathe on my own without the oxygen, but the exertion was too great.
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