Yesterday I knew what I could do and dreamt about what I might yet be capable of.
Not now. Not today. I never know. Even before I read the previous blog about the possible results of chemo I was feeeling the aftermath of my own chemo.
A 16 mile slow bike ride. The next day a Valentine's promise of going to the RV show. Tired and questioning the up coming climbing trip after just two easy days. That night I was physically shattered by a dry mouth likely brought on by Ginger Ale of all things. I couldn't sleep. Took all day just to recover and feel reasonably normal but no where near strong or really normal.
WTF is up with that?
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