It was so so hard to get out of bed today. I felt like I could have slept another 8 hours at least. I told my husband, “I just don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just keep wanting to sleep.”
He reminded me, very kindly, that I just had treatment on Wednesday, that my cells are reacting to that and trying to fight off cancer.
Accepting less from myself is probably one of the hardest cancer challenges for me. I’ve been a caregiver my whole life. Continuing to work is the best way to financially care for my family. So excuse me now, but I have a zoom meeting on payroll soon and need to prepare my notes.