What’s Wrong with 4:30?

Sometimes I wake up at 3:30am, so I should be ecstatic for the sleep in to 4:30 – sometimes even 5:30 *woohoo!*.

I think I’m on my 4th week of relaxation, meaning no more chemo for another couple of weeks. I saw my family doctor and asked her to get me an appointment with an allergist, so that happens this week.

I’ve been doing a bunch of wondering – like do I want to bother with the chemo, especially since it’s gonna be stronger, which means I’ll also be on stronger anti-nausea pills. I’m wondering just what this is gonna do for me and should I even bother.

This Wednesday I go in to see the neuro doctor who I guess will also give me the results of this past week’s MRI. I’ll assume there’s a bunch of cancer gone, just based on that surgery, except I wasn’t too thrilled with my last appointment with him where he showed me the temporal lobe with a whole bunch of ‘net looking’ cancer going all across my temporal lobe. That just makes you feel like ‘well WyTF was I doing anything’?

I’m not feeling bad today, so I guess I should stop whining to myself and just shut up my thinking in some way. I’ll sit here drinking my tea, maybe make some jewellery, and I should probably go out to Costco since I’ve heard the weather’s not too bad. It’s really strange the days I’m at home, not going out. So boring while I try to amuse myself on Facebook and read others’ posts and play a game *yawn*.

Lots of appointments this week so I hope that ‘not too freezing cold’ weather lasts each time I’m out. And while I’m at it, I hope that outside starts brightening up soon, even though I know that doesn’t happen til after 7:30am. I like it when I can open the blinds and see the light. That makes daylight seem safe and optimistic to me.