,We had another granddaughter visit on Sunday. This is Kevin's daughter's daughter.
As I'm laying here trying to fall asleep (Monday night in bed), I had a brainstorm, sort of. Anyway I'm thinking about the first time I had chemo, where I was already to fight, I wasn't scared , everything was going great. But I started way ahead that time, I felt fantastic. This time I am rundown already, I'm out of energy before I even start. This time I have to crawl out of my hole and I am not making any headway. I keep losing weight.
Monday I felt a little better, I slept a little later. But it was a busy day. My pastor came over for a short visit, and then a couple of friends came over later for a visit. So after that I was tired and I took a short nap. visitors are good I feel good when I see them, but I do get tired. I HATE THIS CANCER. I hate feeling like I don't care about anything. I was sad and wanted to cry.....no tears. I read a book with some heartbreaking parts.....no tears.
Monday after Kevin got home from work we talked for hours.....we've never talked that much. I was talked out!
Once again I thank everyone for believing in me....for your prayers.