What happened???

So I slept the afternoon and night away as usual, getting up just to use the bathroom or get a drink of water.  Feeling awful, but it's expected after all the crap they pumped into me yesterday.  Again, Beth came to take me.  Feeling very nauseous, taking my medicine, but feeling pretty bad.  Decided to go all the way to the back of the infusion lab to sit closer to one of the bathrooms and to be by ourselves, not in the mood to talk today to anyone.  Not sure why, but when the nurse came and hooked up my hydration, I broke down and started to cry and couldn't seem to stop.  I did doze off and on, but the tears were falling every time I opened my eyes.  So much for my "renewed" spirit and positive attitude.  The nurses were all fantastic, coming and giving me hugs and words of encouragement, especially Claire who was one of my nurses when I had the cancer last time.  Nothing was going to make me feel better, I just needed to get out of there and back home to my bed, which is exactly where I went and stayed for another day and 1/2.