It's really hard to explain how the affect of chemo feels. I've tried to explain to John that it's almost like a drunken stupor that I'm in for a couple days. Very bizarre. I'm in and out of sleep, and when I'm awake, my mind is racing and I have all of the desire to accomplish tasks, but my body doesn't want to cooperate. My body wants to either go back to sleep, or just sit and not do much at all. It's as if I get out of bed with about a 1/2 tank of energy and the tank has a slow leak. By the time I get going, there's only about a 1/4 of the tank left, so I'd better hurry and accomplish what I want to get done before all the energy has been drained. If I'm really lucky, the tank will last me 2-3 hours, then it's time for bed again.
I'm proud of myself because John and I just got back from a walk. We used to walk for miles, literally. We would track our walking path on the computer and map it all out, sometimes it would be a good 5-6 mile walk. Well, these days I'm usually just dreaming about walking, haven't really gotten out there much at all. However, this walk around the block was a bit easier than the last time. Who knows, maybe I can work it up to a block and a half next time :)
Checking in to say that I'm another 3.6 pounds down, bringing me to a total of 12.0 pounds lost :) Yahoo for me!!
"You never know how far you can go until you envision a distant destination and take the first steps." - by the Spirit of Hope
Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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Hi Genie:
ReplyDeleteYour comparison to a car/gas tank, caused me to re-read and then say YEA!!!!!!!!!!!!, she got THAT right.
It's is most difficult for all of us who aren't YOU to comprehend the pain that YOU are going through, BUT your gastank hits it 'OUT OF THE PARK'.
Thanks for the inspiration.
LOVE YA Charley