Pure Exhaustion

Good morning...eer, afternoon. I just woke up from my second nap of the day. I feel like I'm sleeping my life away. I'm just so exhausted all the time. Somehow, I feel like I've been sleeping for the past two weeks. Yesterday, Dan and I forced ourselves to jog Green Lake, then I went in for a shower and a nap. I'm recovering nicely from the over dosing of artemisinin, my only complaint is the lack of energy. Hopefully there's a nice cleanup crew working overtime on my brain cancer cells. Sometimes I picture a bunch of little teeny tiny happy, yet serious, bubbles with little scrubbing brushes rubbing each cancer cell until they're so shiny that they pop and two other little cleaning fellas sweep the rubbish into dust pans.

Man. I'm so sleepy. You'd think that after sleeping 10 hours last night, then a three hour nap this morning, and then a four and a half hour nap this afternoon, I'd be revving to go. No such luck. I'm going to pull my running pants up over my feet, toss a shirt over my head, grab Dan and jog Green Lake again. It's the only thing that makes me feel alive these days. That, and when Danny makes me laugh. I'm grateful for him. He always makes me feel happy.

Here's a random picture of my favorite tree around Green Lake. It lives on Winona, on the way to PCC. It's beautiful, and I'm pretty sure that I'm not the only one who's in love with it.

Pushing Boundaries

Yesterday, for my final high dose day, I went a bit aggressive. I was overly ambitious, and I've been paying for it ever since. Instead of a 4-4-4 twice a day, I did 6-6-6. Last night, after ingesting the pills, I was so nauseous I could barely sleep. I tossed and turned for hours, until midnight when I went to the bathroom and dry heaved for a bit. I'm convinced that part of the issue is that I'm so sick of milk, it's truly causing me major problems. I'm SO HAPPY to be done with my artemisinin until after the MRI. Phew. I can now focus on eating healthy. Well, that is, as soon as I'm able to eat. My stomach is so messed up that everything makes me nauseous. I've been drinking pint after pint of water, and it has been helping to sooth my poor little body. I always have a tendency to overdo things. It's one of my worst traits. Like cookies, if one's good then five must be better - just like my pills. Ugh. I can't wait to feel better. It was so discouraging to see nice weather outside, and yet not be able to go for a walk or a run. Instead, I've been huddled up with my insides in knots. It was nice taking a long nap, and I'm hoping that tomorrow after more sleep, I'll be back to normal. I'm always pushin boundaries and this time I definitely blew it. Live and learn, I guess.