Well, I don’t really have anything to earthshaking to report this morning but was here and thought I would just say hey! Am still feeling pretty okay – just a little tired and maybe a little shaky. Have lost about 15 pounds so far – of course the fluid weight counts for some of that. Good Lord – I haven’t weighed in at this amount since my earlier 20’s. Take that middle age spread!! Rube got me a wedge pillow so that I could elevate my head and maybe actually sleep in a bed for the first time in weeks! Still not able to lay flat or on my side for any length of time. Pillow worked pretty good until about 4:30 this morning when my back decided it had had enough so it was back to the recliner with my bad self. Think I just need to reconfigure the other pillows on top and we may have a go! It’s weird – I have always been the night owl but I find myself going out before or at the same time as everyone else now. The difference is I have the 2 and 4 am night sweats/chills every night so sleep is more interrupted now but am feeling okay in spite of still getting up at 6:00 in the morning. I strongly suspect that there will be more daytime lousy TV naps coming soon to a theatre near you. I keep waiting with one eye open for a change or increase in effects from the chemo but so far, it has spared me. I only hope to get to the Winter Concert tonight – they are performing a Christmas “Stomp” – can’t miss watching my drummer girls play the buckets now can I? I am thinking round two may gang up on me a little more and possibly kick my butt but ya know, what can it hurt too bad – the girls will be home on break, we always spend most of Christmas in our pajamas – what the hey! And I just have to say I am really tired of this irritating computer kicking me out before I am finished with what I am saying. It’s like having a piece of technology telling you to shut up, you’re done now. Aaaargh. Anyway, ’nuff said. I guess I really am done now!
Love,
Lisa
Lisa,
Hope the concert went well. Bet you wished you coulda done some stompin your own self. By the way, Christmas in jammies ain’t all that bad, especially with a warm fireplace and loved ones nearby. Talk to you soon.
Love ya,
Michele