Haunting Fatigue.

Fatigue haunts me every day like a ghost that won't go away. It makes me long to lay in bed sleeping endlessly. It is always there. Even when I wake up after a full 8 hours of sleep. It is a side effect of all the poisonous chemo that has been dripped into my body over the last 16 weeks. It surely has killed cancer because it feels like it's trying to kill me. Waves of nausea waves of tired waves of sadness feel me up. That desire to live is pushing hard through those waves to get back to the shore of living the life of good health that I long for. I take advice from those who have gone through the battle before me and have made it to the shore. I will live life one day at a time, one hour at a time if needed even one minute at a time.


My weekend was filled to the brim with good things. I did something amazing I rode my bike for the first time in months. It was glorious. I loved the feel of the air rushing all around me as I rode on the river trail. Breathing it the beauty that was all around. I wasn't very fast. It was perfect. Sunday was spent refilling my spiritual bucket which is where I draw all my extra strength from. Beautiful talks about hope and faith were given.

Hebrews 11:1

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. 



Now I am off to have a happy day! For I am blessed and gifted with so much goodness. I have an amazing job that I love. So, despite the haunting fatigue, I will push through it to get to the good things that are coming. It will be a day!