Woe is me

They upped my morphine dose but I am still unable to drink due to pain. I also started an anti fungal medicine to see if that is the culprit behind my 39+ degree temperatures. The doc said I was suffering the worse side of bad but none of this is unusual. Probably due to the morphine I feel indifferent to it. I just lie here drifting in and out of sleep. I no longer feel frustrated at being bound to one room because this is what I'd choose to do. It's just a matter of getting through it, and surely it can only improve from here...just a few more days. I'm really looking forward to downing some cold fresh orange. I feel so thirsty. My mouth is currently a mucus farm. I spit vast quantities of phlegm out constantly. It's pretty foul. The guy in the room next door to when I came in popped back yesterday. He said he felt really good. He had an extremely quick and trouble free turnaround and I was sure I'd be the same, but alas not. I was also sure I'd keep my hair as it was really staying put. But then what seemed like one hour to the next it all came loose. Even my facial hair is easily pulled out so I'm really trying to avoid my eye brows.