Sleep Is Power

Well my surgical arm tried to show me what was what this weekend. I was writing out some thank you notes on Saturday and it rendered me useless Sunday. I fought back with sleep. There is power in rest and I just have to surrender to that need. My mind still wants to jump ahead, but I have to get it through my head that this fight is long. I will continue using all the ammo I can to keep ahead of cancer sense creeping into my life. The after chemo days of Monday and Tuesday still have a little exorcist in them but my skin is still attached and not in orbit. Sleep can quell many of my jitters. Pacing myself down by the seashore.