I spend a whole lot of time in bed these days. Like, a lot. Waaay more than I’d care to. But it is what it is at moment and trying to make the best of it. There are so many days where I have no energy or am incredibly nauseous and can’t do anything. Not even read a text message. And sometimes not even turn on the tv. Forget reading a book, my retention level rivals that of a two year old or maybe my dog… As a sweet friend of mine (on this same journey, diagnosed with breast cancer one week after me) put it, “I lay there for a long time. Then I turn over”. Yep, that pretty much sums it up!
The “good days” are better now, compared to when I was on AC. I’m still in the bed a good bit, but I’ll feel up to doing simple things on some days. Like driving to pick the kids up in carpool, sitting in the living room, walking up the stairs. After each thing I have to rest and that usually means back to bed for a bit.
So, my side of the bed, in this little corner of our room is my world at the moment. I’m not the type that likes to be stuck in the house, but it doesn’t seem to bother me as much as I though it would. Thinking that’s mostly due to the fact that I’m too tired to think about doing anything else. Don’t get me wrong, there are days when it’s a struggle and I feel like I should be feeling better than I actually am. But I’m fortunate to have a comfy bed, a sweet dog by my side and a loving family supporting me.
So I type this from my corner. On a day when mom went home and I was fortunate enough to have the energy to pick the kids up from school. Where they have opened Valentines cards and entertained themselves all afternoon so I could rest. Where on this cold day, Daisy (the dog) lays on my feet and warms them while the warmest ray of sunshine shined through the window and warmed the back of this bald head.