The day after I completed chemo, I just slept. After my morning appointment, I crashed and slept all afternoon. I awoke to fix dinner and take a phone call from a dear friend, who thankfully was very kind about my incoherent and sleepy self. Then I fell asleep again. At 9:30pm, my husband woke me and tucked me in bed and I slept until 6:30am.
I guess the excitement from ending chemo was just too much for me, or else I just have a very worn out body—maybe a little of both. Anyway, sleeping seemed like a very therapeutic thing to do.
Anyway, today I was back at the gym on the elliptical and in the whirlpool, which felt very good to my neuropathy. Warmth is comforting, even if it doesn’t help the neuropathy disappear.
I try to be kind to myself these days. I may have many years ahead of me or I may not. But I am doing my best to spend whatever days I have listening to what is deep within me and abiding in that peace.