Party's Over: Monday Morning I Hit the Wall
And the weekend was going so well. Even with being up for a few hours Sunday am, I recovered fine and even got out Sunday afternoon for a walk. I wanted the exercise, of course, but it was more a "vanity walk". I just wanted to enjoy the wind blowing through my hair while I still have it! And don't get me started on the unfairness of it all, finally growing my hair out so I can pull it back into a ponytail.....That's a whole other deal! ;-)
Monday morning I absolutely hit the wall and needed help getting out of bed. I was "bone-tired", if that makes sense. But, after a 2-hr nap and some crackers and eggs, I was feeling strong enough to shuffle around the house. I think the Neulasta shot from Saturday had finally set in. (The day after each treatment I get a shot to help boost my white count. This helps me recover more quickly so I can take another dose of chemo in 2 weeks, instead of the usual 3 weeks. Unfortunately, as I learned Monday a.m., it also makes my lower back throb. Tylenol helps, though.)
I did get John to drive me to Emma's school tonight, so I could bring Emma to her Brownie meeting. I wasn't so sure I was ready to be behind the wheel, especially with my precious girl in back! But I did want Emma to see that Mommy can still do normal things, even if it is a little slower.
Still not feeling terrific by dinnertime, but again, it's not that bad. I keep saying it could be worse! At least I still have my hair!
Monday morning I absolutely hit the wall and needed help getting out of bed. I was "bone-tired", if that makes sense. But, after a 2-hr nap and some crackers and eggs, I was feeling strong enough to shuffle around the house. I think the Neulasta shot from Saturday had finally set in. (The day after each treatment I get a shot to help boost my white count. This helps me recover more quickly so I can take another dose of chemo in 2 weeks, instead of the usual 3 weeks. Unfortunately, as I learned Monday a.m., it also makes my lower back throb. Tylenol helps, though.)
I did get John to drive me to Emma's school tonight, so I could bring Emma to her Brownie meeting. I wasn't so sure I was ready to be behind the wheel, especially with my precious girl in back! But I did want Emma to see that Mommy can still do normal things, even if it is a little slower.
Still not feeling terrific by dinnertime, but again, it's not that bad. I keep saying it could be worse! At least I still have my hair!
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