Tuesdays are usually good days. I get tired, but I generally feel good and have some energy. Not today.
It’s 7:03 a.m. and I’m exhausted from getting ready to be out the door by 6:45. Because of a stuffy nose, I only made it 4 hours with the CPAP last night, and just didn’t sleep well at all.
I have 3 hours of chemo, 4 hours of travel, and appointments with cardiology and plastics. And lots of walking.
Stacey has been on my mind (see the post Meet Stacey) as she is hospitalized right now with Neutropenic fever. What this means is that her chemo has knocked her blood counts so low that she is at high risk for infection and complications. This hits home for me not only because she is my dear friend, but also because it reminds me of the risks I’m facing through this ordeal.
So, as my daughter and I travel to Duluth, I have time to think, pray, rest, and adjust my attitude. God knows what He’s doing. Stacey is safely in the palm of His hand, and so am I.
I’m gonna run to the Shelter and have a great day.
God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble. Psalm 46:1