It's that transition period between winter and spring now. It's light for longer. And the mood changes to excitement of things to do over summer while it's warm. I feel the same way, because, as it's now been so long since the last chemo, I'm starting to recover. I feel fairly good, still get tired easily, but I go out and am not so housebound anymore. I noticed the hair in my eyebrows, which have thinned a little, growing back. And have put quite a bit of weight on, too.
I am also riding my bike in the house, since a very kind group of people raised some money to buy a turbo trainer for me. It turns my bike into an exercise bike, but a proper bike rather than one of those cramped, unbalanced bikes.
I feel frustrated at the fact that I feel so well, and improving all the time, knowing I have more to come. Though I accept that this is that way it is and feel OK about it. I may not be so calm about it when I'm, again, stuck in that hospital bed longing for a view and some fresh air.
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