This morning, my wobbles appeared (or re-appeared). Admittedly, I have a been a bit scared and worried that maybe things aren't so right in my stomach, as I have been experiencing some familiar pain and discomfort. I'm just not a "lay-low" and recuperate kind of person...I expect immediate results.
I also thought that I should mention, I haven't missed one Rebif injection through this whole circus. I think that if Jason wasn't as dedicated to my drug therapy as I am, I would have missed at least one shot. I even did at least one on my own....while reclining in my hospital bed. We never forgot which day of the week it was.
It's a shame that I have been under the weather for the duration of the Olympics. I haven't been able to share my thoughts with you! As you know, I am a proud Canadian...but these Canadian athletes who are happy to have done their best...falling short of the medal podium...really get under my skin!
Why don't they want to win a medal instead of just doing their best?!
Sometimes I am my mother's daughter...and sometimes I am my father's daughter.
Also a competitor,