Overwhelming Fatigue & Magic Hats

Friday seemed like just another day for this chemo-dependent junkie, with most of the time on the couch in deep sleep.  Surely nobody is ever really prepared for this sense of overwhelming fatigue.  I never required much more than six hours of sleep each night, one reason for my infamous middle-of-the-night emails with a Word document attached.  I’ve often found that PR planning and writing works best for me when the world has shut down.  However, this is much more than fatigue.  This is like a total sucking out of almost every ounce of energy and strength that I have long relied upon.  Without a doubt, it feels as though life has been sucked from me.  This cannot be good for my spirits either.  So, I plan to spend the weekend trying to address this loss of energy, try to find some ways to restore it and allow me more wakeful and productive hours each day. 

On a good note - I found it.  By “it” I mean my magic hat.  It’s been a tough week learning how to feel confident as a bald woman.  No matter how many friends say that you look younger, no matter how many bank tellers compliment your earrings, it’s really been a challenge to get out of the house and feel good about having a naked headdress. 

But today, my warrior headdress presented itself to me at Catering To You, a chance stop-by to pick up some twice-baked potatoes.  And there it was, in all its glory, just waiting for me to come by and put it on my head.  And I did.  And I like it. 

Maybe tomorrow I will get outside wearing my new magic hat.  Maybe a stroll outdoors will help to combat this sense of zero activity and energy level.  I hope so. 

  

Hoping you all enjoy a beautiful weekend. Goodnight . . .