It’s no joy.
I’ve wet myself. What kind of loser am I?
I feel horrible
I feel dirty
I feel ashamed
I feel upset
It wasn’t deliberate and I couldn’t stop it. It just happened. No time to run. No time to remove any clothing. Just a big pissy mess with my pathetic shell in the middle of it.
Yes I’m feeling sorry for myself. How much more can I take?!?
Maybe if my immune system wasn’t so compromised I’d be infection free and clean.
I have a water infection but the doctors are closed today so I have to suffer it until the morning.
Tomorrow I will be prescribed antibiotics that interfere with my immunosuppressants so I can’t take the latter until it’s cleared. Urgh!
I’ve been so emotional today but unable to cry. I don’t know if it’s my medication or what’s left of my inner strength making me numb. But I’ve had my sleeping tablet and will drift off nicely, tear free – cuddling my teddy.
I hope my palpitations stop and my breathing quietens.
Tomorrow’s wish is for joy🙏