This fatigue is a bus

Oh my goodness, the fatigue today hit me like a bus, and I was at its mercy. I really detest just how these symptoms manifest. I don’t think I have a routine down at all, for as much as I lie to myself that I do. Thankfully, I just have one more round of chemo, and then I’ll be home free until I start radiation. But even then, I remain so happy that I am done with the “hardest” part. It’s unreal to me that I won’t be done until April of 2026.

This experience has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and I am frustrated that unless you’ve been through it, you have no idea what it’s been like. Frankly, the closest experience has been pregnancy, as I have a friend who is pregnant who has been a great source of understanding and solidarity. I wish we could just eradicate cancer outright and be done with it.

I was able to work today, but man, it was a STRUGGLE. I really tried my best, and I need to follow my therapist’s advice more closely to ensure I am performing at my limit and not overdo it. I can’t wait to sleep tonight!

On the plus side – I did start a new endeavor to write a poem each day from Project 180 (https://www.loc.gov/programs/poetry-and-literature/poet-laureate/poet-laureate-projects/poetry-180/) and work on my handwriting and be immersed in poetry. I’m excited for that journey!