Tired, not Tired

Yesterday the tired hit me like a wall. I was warned it was coming. I’m 8 days into radiation treatments, 23 to go. I’m already taking a nap every day after work for 45 minutes. I then have a healthy snack, go work out, eat a healthy dinner, watch a little Olympics, then go to bed. So I’ll pretty much be limiting all my extra activities and going into hibernation until I’m done with treatments on March 21.

The reason I titled this “tired, not tired” is because I believe there is power in positive thinking but a fine line between that and denial. So I’m being completely honest: this radiation is kicking my hiney! But! I am trusting God for strength and grace every day. I’m taking excellent care of myself! And I’m not allowing myself to think or talk constantly about how tired I am. I’m focusing how grateful I am that I am healed of cancer. I’m grateful for all the love and support that continues to roll in. It really makes a difference!

Here’s a God thing that happened today: after my nap and snack, I was gearing up to go to Homestead to do support group with the girls. I was feeling weepy (one of the ways exhaustion affects me) when I heard a little knock at the door. Standing there was my sweet neighbor, Terry, with a rose and a hug. She said, “I thought you might need this.” Wow. Yes, Terry, yes, I did. And I know how you knew.