I hope like blazes that the next rounds of infusion don't follow this pattern. I am giving credence to shelly_rae's theory that last week's cold wipe me out so that I didn't have even my minimal reserves to cope with chemo. I just hadn't realized how much further I could sink.
calendula_witch and shelly_rae had a good weekend. Emotionally, mine wasn't bad, beyond the hideous fatigue. They got a lot done. Last night calendula_witch presented me with a hilarious gift that I understand desperance and klwilliams helped her with. You guys get up to a lot down there in San Francisco, don't you?
I am cancelling all my social plans this week except Thursday's reading at Powell's Cedar Hills for Pinion. This means missing kateyule's birthday party, the Fireside Writers Group, a couple of lunches and a dinner. But it's perfectly clear to me that I need to maximize my rest right now. And given that I lost my tax prep weekend to the cold a week and a half ago, I need some mental and physical energy for it this coming weekend.
Still, I'm amazed at how bad yesterday was for me. This stuff keeps reaching new lows. If I were a praying man, I'd be on my knees begging for strength in the next go-round.
Meanwhile, shelly_rae departed yesterday afternoon. calendula_witch leaves today. I will be home alone a while. This is probably good for my resting state, but my heart is always happier in company.