This has been a busy week. My brother and his wife arrived Friday afternoon from Kentucky. So I spent the week getting ready for them, plus normal domestic stuff.
This is Erik's week off, so I did laundry, cleaned the bathroom, and dusted the apartment. I also cleaned out drawers for them to have a space for their clothing. I walked 30 minutes most days and had chemo on Tuesday. I baked cookies and made a pasta salad. Only walking was done on the same day as other activity. One night I had company and we went out to eat.
Who knew baking cookies took so much energy, as did the salad. I was worn out after baking 8 dozen cookies. Lots of standing and walking back and forth. And then there was the salad, standing and chopping pickles, mixing the sour cream dressing, it was so good. I knew Ann and Henry would love it. Well I forgot one important fact: Ann can not eat anything with dairy. Oops. Then I had corn on the cob, for other reasons, she can't eat corn. That will cause a hospital visit. So messed up that meal.
Back to my health, all the above activity wore me out. I needed naps in the day time and fell asleep watching TV at night. Every night I was exhausted. I think part of being tired was from the accumulated chemo. Part was the extra domestic stuff. Each week I have been more and more tired.
This week was bad. I felt puny and hated that feeling. I hated that making cookies was a big tiring deal. I couldn't ignore the fact I am sick. Many days I can. Not this week. I slept long and hard during my naps. I forced myself to walk most days. I had to push to do normal things. Marty said don't worry about cleaning and walking. And I said I have to do these things to keep my strength up. If you don't use it you lose it. But as puny to as I felt, I am still nowhere as sick as pre-Christmas.
That said, today we went Stanford University ( a 45 minute drive) to see the Rodin exhibit. Absolutely wonderful. Also overwhelming. So much to take in, 200 pieces to view. A lot of walking and standing. But tonight I am not as tired. Go figure, baking is harder on me than two hours of walking.
I still am doing well. No pain, no awful side effects, just tired and punier. I can live with that, and I am. Thank you Prayer Warriors!