Remember when I wrote about my first shower after my surgery? Thought it would be glorious and my body thought otherwise? Well I've hit that point with my radiated skin. Initially I was really creative. I could lean forward away from the shower and get myself all spic'n span with nary an issue. Now the contortions to keep the water from falling on either my upper back or my front are just too funny, too much, too tricky - all of those really. So I'm the sponge bath queen until further notice.
I'm pushing myself along as the fatigue wants to take over. My body was rejecting my workday today and I ended up coming north again midday. Radiation took me early, and I made it through my Well Fit program and then home. It's funny when I'm weary I want that nice warm shower before taking a snooze or heading off to bed. I ended up in a fitful dozing until just before Bill came home. I have crazy emotions while heading toward the radiation finish line. Poor Bill when he comes in I am in tears, but they are happy tears. I'm overwhelmed still that this is my story and I'm overwhelmed that I'm ending another phase of treatment. I know how well I'm doing and that is what keeps me going.
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