Tuesday's news

There are days when I take 2 steps forward and then one step back. This is one of those days. Today, I’m having a hard time breathing. In the summer, I had trouble breathing when I went from inside air-conditioned dry air to outside humid hot air, but since the weather has changed, I haven’t had much trouble until now. I’m coughing more, and I feel pressure in my chest; like someone is pushing on it. I don’t feel bad, really, I just can’t breathe easily and can't stop this coughing. Usually when I cough, it means that I’m walking too fast OR that I’m talking too much. (Yeah, yeah, y’all have fun with that….) Today, I’m not walking nor talking any more than usual, so I don’t know why this cough is so persistent. I don’t recall this happening in the past during the week prior to a treatment, but maybe it did. I’m thinking that ol’ Skippy hasn’t been juiced lately, and is getting comfy, making me miserable in the process. Oh, it’s not going to work for long, since chemo day is Friday and Skippy will get a blast of killer juice, but he doesn’t know that. Hehe. Not that I’m looking forward to Friday at all, but it does tend to give Skippy a good kick.

During this week I’m preparing for chemo week. I’ll be catching up with laundry, cleaning, cooking, shopping & bill-paying. I have had lots of people offering to do all of those things for me, but those are things I really need to do myself. And if I do them myself, I’m doing something instead of sitting and waiting. (I don’t sit and wait very well—is anyone surprised?) Then, next week when I feel like the bottom of the bird cage, I won’t have to think about what needs to be done. My focus will be eating and sleeping, just like my ol’ lazy dog. What a life, huh?

Thanks for being here.  ¶ 6:17 PM