My Status: Feeling Good
Mood: Feeling accomplished – laundry done, beds made—who could ask for more?
For those of you coming along with me on this journey who do not have an understanding of how weird and twisted a writer’s brain can be, this post may sound weird and twisted.
My Status: Rested
Mood: Good
Sleep has been accomplished. And not only the drugged variety, which was interrupted by several trips during the night to excrete the extra fluids I’ve been carrying around, but this afternoon I had a honest-to-goodness, natural sleep, nap.
My Status: Tired
Mood: Relaxed
Not to sound like a broken record, but I’m tired today. I rested better last night than the night before, but sleep was still elusive. Fortunately, the issue with the prescription has been resolved, and shortly I will be floating in the fairy clouds pictured above enjoying a wonderful sleep.
My Status: Tired
Mood: Meh
I’m just going to jump in and say, I didn’t sleep well last night. Not because of any other unpleasant side effects (because I really haven’t had many), but I just couldn’t sleep. So I was tired today. I am STILL tired, and yet, not sure I will be able to sleep tonight.
My Status: Overall good day.
Mood: Cheerful
Apparently this cycle of chemo treatment is going to have the theme of bump in the road followed by a successful treatment where I’m still dealing with it fine. The bump in the road is characterized by the picture for this piece. And anyone who knows my family has NO trouble identifying the she in the graphic.
My Status: Overall good day.
Mood: Cheerful
Today started off after an unusual, but completely welcomed, good night sleep—only to be followed by the first bump in the journey. I’ll talk about the bump after the chemo update, but suffice it to say that it rocked me harder than I expected.
I think it is apropos to post about bravery on Veteran’s Day. I didn’t choose the topic because of the day, but it fits perfectly. I chose to talk about bravery today because I want to talk about a specific aspect and tomorrow will be too late. One comment I have heard from several folks is how brave I’m being. I’m not.
I doubt I will posting quite this often once we get into things, but I figured I should probably get this one out while I still had a few minutes before lastminuteitis sets in and I’m running all over the place trying to remember all the stuff I need to get done. Because tomorrow that will be me… without a doubt.
I found out this past Thursday (11/7/13) that I will need to have chemotherapy and my first treatment cycle begins Tuesday (11/12/13), which doesn’t give me a lot of time to prepare. And that may be a good thing. Less time for my mind to dream up all the possibilities. It forces me to focus.