Sapped energy

One can never know how their body will react to chemo until it has happened. Some of the survivors I've met have told tales of constant nausea and vomiting, intense lack of energy to the point of being bedridden, and general bad memories of the whole process.

The nausea didn't happen this time, and shouldn't happen at all according to the chemo nurses, so I've dodged a huge bullet on that one. But I find that even a few hours of activity, not walking or shopping activity, just paperwork, will exhaust me completely. Right now at 8:30 in the morning I'm fresh from the shower, dressed, sitting on my made bed and looking forward to a lunch out with Walt. But I know that I must nap from 1-3 if I'm to make my appt. today and pick up Heshy afterwards at school.

I'm trying to use all of my positive energy during my physically-energetic times, and it's making a huge difference in how I interact with people. When I called Heshy's school just now, Noel, the office manager, asked how I'm doing and I could honestly respond with "I'm having a great day today."

The pace of my life was, and will again be, quite busy. Up at 5:15, out of the house by 6:15, a whole day of working and then dinner and hanging out with the kids until bedtime at 9ish. Somewhere in there I also managed to get my walking done. Now I'm too exhausted to consider walking much.

Maybe today I'll wear lipstick and a cute hat.