The road to health is long. Yesterday, I felt good, I rose early, the new norm. We headed out to Jersey to get adjusted at the chiropractor. Yes, he is that good, that we drive an hour to him. My headache cured. I returned to the City and Ed and I headed up to Trader Joe's for our big shop. After that, I was spent, but laundry had to get done, dinner had to be made, Ian had to get to the show. So downstairs I went to do the laundry. Once it was in, all I had to do was wait, read, and rest. Two hours later, I was super spent. So there I sat on the couch, staring off into space, hot flashing left and right. I did discover that if you use the little round ice packs that they give you after biopsies and put them in your bra it lessens the hot flash. As you can imagine, I have a lot of them in the freezer. It has really helped. Ian had dinner after the show, so I got to rest. We watched Sarah on Modern Family and then flipped over to the Winter Olympics for the rest of the night. I drifted off to sleep watching Sean win his gold medal in snowboarding. I tried to sleep in my bed, but the hot flashes got so bad that I returned to the couch and left the window open. So I slept fitfully between freezing my ass off and sweating like mad. This lack of sleep is getting to me. It makes me cranky. Gives me headaches. Today my tumor site is aching. The nerves coming back to life, no doubt. I finished doing the laundry this morning, and now I take a break before heading uptown to do banking business.
The Road to Healing is long, but as long as I have rest stops along the way, I can do it. Some days I wish they were closer together.
Nite!
Light and Love!
Melissa
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