Hey posse:
Things are getting better, but fatigue is still an issue. Went home early from work yesterday; I was
exhausted. Bone weary seems like a good phrase. Bone marrow weary more like it
(heh, heh, heh – cancer humor just kills me. There’s another one. Oh God!! Heh,
heh, heh)
Everything I read says the only thing for fatigue is
activity and naps no longer than an hour. I also need to get my most important
work of the day done in the mornings, so if I do run out of gas I don’t have a
big hill to climb in the afternoon. Easy to say, but can be hard to do.
We all know how important I am – I heard the Delaware
Department of Labor actually shut down while I was out sick.
My remaining hair is way too long, but I have this thin landing
strip of hair down the middle of my head, surrounded by two giant patches of
baldness. So I look like one of those pathetic middle-aged guys trying to hang
on to youth. I’ll be middle aged someday. Anyway I kind of dig my remaining curly locks, and don’t want
to cut them, but I miss my very short hair I wore for so many years. Decision! Decisions!
I don’t want to end up like Keri Russell and only be famous for a bad haircut
choice.
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