Yesterday was Sunday. I woke up exhausted. Managed to read the Sunday paper. Cliff made pancakes for lunch, and we got the dishes cleaned up.
Then I just sat still at the kitchen table, head resting on my hand, and told Cliff I needed to go upstairs and work on some art homework my teacher had assigned. He looked at me and said, “No, you need to rest.”
He helped me upstairs and tucked me into bed, and there I slept for three hours. It was the best three hours ever. I was so tired.
When I finally woke up, Cliff and I put together dinner. Then I moseyed on up to my art studio (aka, my grown daughter’s bedroom) and worked on my art homework.
I will finish the assignment this morning before my IV infusion appointment.
Thank goodness for perceptive spouses who help us set aside our self-imposed schedules and get the rest we need when we need it.
Chemo round six begins tomorrow.