What a chore it was to sleep last night! No matter what position I was in, I couldn’t get comfortable. Sometime during the night, my skin and muscles started aching – kind of like when you get the flu which made it difficult to sleep peacefully. This coupled with side effects from the drugs in my system – oh what vivid dreams I had, made for a restless night.

I finally crawled out of bed around 9:30 this morning. Although not entirely perky, I figured that if I tried moving around a bit maybe I’d start to feel a little more like myself.

And sure enough, for a couple of hours this morning, I felt pretty normal – at least when I was sitting still. I wasn’t nauseous, the muscle and skin aches had quieted, and I actually felt like I had some energy. Because I was feeling so “well,” I decided to try a walk around the neighborhood.

Even though my pace was clearly slowed, I kept moving. By the time I got to the park down the street from our house, however, I found a bench and sat for a while. Nausea caught up with me again, and my body was telling me it was time to head back home.

I managed my way back to the house. Even though I fully intended on taking a shower once I got back home, the draw of the bed won out. I collapsed onto our bed and slept for the next three and a half hours.

Since waking up a few hours ago, I’ve been moving very, very slowly. A shower helped warm my muscles after my nap, and mac ’n cheese seems to have agreed with me for dinner, but I’m definitely down for the count. FEC is beating me up. I do not like the way I feel, and I find myself wondering what it will feel like to be me once this is all over.

Love, Lisa

-MESSAGES-

Echoing B. K.
I echo Prue's pal's comment "I have been following you, out of love for Prue. Now I am following you out of love for you." You really make it so clear why Nat married you and his family loves that you are in our family. You are so strong, so smart, so articulate. You will get through this, and we are all with you - though sadly many miles away so we can't be quite there for you and Nat. P.

Okay Rasp Just wanted to let you know that I'm thinking of you! Don't give up! You are strong in spirit! The cancer may be "beating you up" right now, but it can't beat you down! Just remember the note you got with the scarf! Million hugs, Berry

It's ok to slow down a bit Hey you, I have to agree with L. H. Just rest, read, watch a movie. I wish I could send you a big fluffy cloud to rest on. I'm coming down for the race. Have to watch E's 7 year old daughter blow him out of the water. (so to speak) I can see her dancing around him as he crawls to the finish line.(just kidding E.) Love you, P.

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