Letting Go
12-31-20. We made it, y'all. The year from hell has finally come to an end. Do I expect to wake up tomorrow morning and everything return to normal? Absolutely not. But, if I've learned anything in the last 12 months, it's that there is always sunshine after the rain and the universe does a really good job of correcting itself. Today has been difficult. The side effects from my oral chemo are so inconsistent and unpredictable. I can feel great one day, and then literally not move from my bed the next. Or I'll be ravenous one afternoon, then not feel like eating for two days. This has been so maddening because in my head I should be back to normal. Why I think this, I do not know. Even though I'm not hooked up to a machine pumping liquid chemotherapy into my body, I have to do a better job of reminding myself that my body is still processing serious medication. I'm not popping six Tylenol every day... I'm ingesting six pills of chemo to kill off any
