Hey - happy Monday! Another chemo week is upon us (well, me…but I’m taking you along for the ride)!
Yesterday I started feeling the anxiety of what this week means. It’s weird because it’s Chemo #10 and I should be used to all of this stuff by now, right? Especially after changing my schedule and getting a third week to recover between treatments.
Well, it’s not really that simple. The bottom line is, I’m voluntarily going to make myself SICK again to make myself BETTER. And that’s the weird thing about it because it’s truly mixed feelings and an inner conflict that’s not really a conflict because I know I have to do this.
Anyway. Wednesday is going to be here before you know it and I’ll be hooked up to those machines again and torturing myself with the icing protocol (which is an extra 2.5-hour layer of suffering that I foist upon myself because I know that it will be worth it when it’s over).
But! It’s been a decent three weeks since I was last transfused. And of course I feel great in between - especially during the BONUS week when my body is really recovering and rockin and rollin! I can’t say that I moved mountains the past few weeks, but I have gotten a lot done at work and even socialized a tiny bit.
Over the weekend I met up with two old friends I hadn’t seen in a while - both outdoors and Covid-friendly - one Saturday morning before it got too hot and one Sunday morning while it got really hot!
I’ve done more workouts and more dog walking to make sure I’m getting my heartrate up enough to do some good. I’d been slacking on the early morning cardio sessions and when I went back to them it was amazing after just one day how much more energy I had and how FANTASTIC I slept!
And I’ve done a lot more organizing and shopping for the Treehouse (my new apartment). Over the weekend I started in on my closets and uggghhh…of course I didn’t finish because I kinda ran out of room in my main closet and need to figure out how to get more stuff in without it looking cluttery. There are California Closets built-ins in the master suite and I love them and am vowing to not destroy the clean and neat vibe. But that means more Kondo-ing (making sure things spark joy before I add them to the space), and that takes a freaking long time!
There was a salsa festival (the dance, not the sauce) at the amphitheater area by my apartment on Saturday night and it was so much fun to listen to, but kind of frightening to see the giant crowd. It sure seemed kinda like a super spreader event and I’ve seen a looooot of events taking place in recent days. I’m so angry that we are having another perfectly avoidable wave of Covid. I did read that more and more people are getting vaccinated, but fuuuudge! I just wish that people would have had the sense to get vaccinated in the first place. It’s pretty ridiculous to dig in your heels at this point. Just, damn, people.
So! Even though I haven’t really been out and about that much, it seems like I have. It feels like a lot and then not so much in the grand scheme of things.
But whatever. I have a lot of figuring things out to do once this bullshit is over. See? I said it…BULLSHIT. Not journey!
Anyway, time to leave the office. Tomorrow I have an all-day zoom meeting. Literally from 8-5 (and possibly beyond!). So the day is shot tomorrow.
Tonight I’ll get some groceries and do a little meal prepping before infusion because those are the days when I want nothing to do with cooking and I’ll want to eat easy stuff, so it will be good to have something healthy already made.
With that, I’m off to get a post-work shop in…
Toodeloo my friends. Love your guts!