Sorry I haven't blogged in a while...but my 5th chemo treatment wiped me out! The cumulative effects of chemo can do that...and I only have one more treatment to go...so, I guess I was due for some exhaustion, Compared to an infection, fever and hospitalization, having no energy and feeling listless seems like an ok trade-off. But how tired am I?
I told my daughter I feel like her beloved "Baby"...a rag doll her dad gave her on her first birthday. My daughter is almost 21. So, I have included a photo of "Baby" just so you can see how well loved she is...to the point of being almost unrecognizable. But the comparison is still valid...I feel like I need propping up. And my 24 year old neice also has a beloved toy, "Kitty"...see photo. I told my daughter that physically I feel somewhere between Baby and Kitty...and I am not sure which toy is scarier looking. But as my daughter pointed out...Baby and Kitty are friends...they would never compete!
Which got me thinking...somewhere in my childhood stuff that is stored somewhere...I may still have my Steif bear and my floppy bunny...hopefully still sitting in Barbie's dream car just waiting for me to bring them into the light of day...as a fabulous reminder of the days when I had energy to spare.