Holy crap. Chemo is kicking my ass this weekend. Or else I just did too much yesterday, that could be it too. I got out of bed yesterday morning, crawled back in about mid-morning, woke up around 11:30am, we were out for a few hours, and I went right back to bed as soon as we got home. I'm not a huge fan of this, but what can you do?
Fun things that have nothing to do with cancer: My little girl and my awesome husband tested for their yellow belts at tae kwon do yesterday. I'm super proud of them. On Friday, I not only got to kidnap a baby, I got to nap with said baby in my recliner. It's been AGES since I got to nap with a baby. I rediscovered the joy of mixing a can of chickpeas with some vegan mayo, tomatoes, and pickles. My main plans today include gathering ingredients for mushroom risotto and going to a birthday party.
I would say that of all my recent chemo weekends, I felt the least sad about this one. Chemo gets me down, feeling so sick gets me down. This weekend has been pretty good though. I have a lot going for me, which I always knew.