Perhaps its a form of denial, this acting I don’t have cancer, trying to do everything I’ve always done, but then exhaustion hits me and I’m reminded that my body just isn’t up to snuff yet. Dave has to keep reminding me that my body has undergone an onslaught with all this chemotherapy and radiation as well as the cancer itself.
It happened today… yesterday had been a full day at work–followed by spending the evening with David troubleshooting some problems with his new printer until 10:30pm. I got up this morning, took a shower, washed my hair, got dressed and kissed David goodbye only to realize how exhausted I was. I ended up spending the morning on the sofa, too exhausted to either move or sleep. It did provide me some time to pray–some of it was selfish (“Lord, I sure need my prayer warriors praying for me now.”) and some of it was out of deep compassion for the families in our church who have lost loved ones recently.
Keep me in your prayers as I head to Dallas Thursday morning for seminary classes.