A timely reminder reminded me to get motivated!
Hi everyone!
Time I got back into the saddle again and stopped my pity party. In my family, I have always been the first one to lend a hand, help out if anyone is sick, try and mend what's broke, hearts nurse anyone who needs nursing - you know the drill. This time it's me needing the nursing, and damnit, I hate it. But more than anything, I'm hating the total lack of energy, or interest in eating. Now I'm resembling the GoodYear Blimp. It just seems to be one thing after another.
If I'm honest, I think the scare I had during my 2nd chemo has really rattled me, and I'm worrying about next Thursday and the 3rd (and 2nd last chemo, thank God) chemo day. Finding it really hard to do much of anything and my garden and bushhouse, my pride and joys, is going to wrack and ruin.
Sorry to sound such a misery.
Barb