Today I could have biked down Lakeshore Drive and back (22 miles) in a heartbeat. Even the 27 degree weather would have been fine. As a friend has said, a bad day outside is better than any day inside.
I felt good. Strong, clearheaded and so I worked. Just a few hours from home in the morning touching base with all the great people at my office on little things that I wanted to be involved in.
Then I walked on the treadmill and literally had to pace myself and hold myself back from going too fast or too long. Then I stretched arms, shoulders and chest. I really feel like I am making progress with my mobility. A few more phone calls and at 3 p.m. I crawled into bed determined to rest. I was too wired for sleep but I was starting to feel this headache and knew I should rest. By 4:30 p.m. my temperature was going up. It is a couple of degrees above normal and my face is pink. The headache is worse.
Tonight will be a quiet night. A dinner at home, a movie. Sleep. Unfortunately I have to learn the rhythm of chemo.
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