I've been really tired since the biopsy. I'm not sure if stabbing the cancer with needles pissed it off or if it's just the stress and all the extra running around but I only have brief bursts of feeling like my normal, energetic self and then I crash. I spent most of yesterday running around trying to sort things out with DSHS, the college, and the hospital. Last night my boyfriend and I were sitting on the sofa and things sort of went like this:
Me: "Are you hungry? Maybe I should start dinner."
Him: "Yeah, I could eat."
An hour and a half later...
Me: "Oh crap, I fell asleep, sorry."
I'm not sure if I should worry about this, or about the fact that most of the time I feel light headed. I'm hoping this is something that will magically go away after the surgery. We ended up going out for pizza instead of making dinner which always makes me feel a little guilty because dining out isn't really in the budget.
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But pizza is a small indulgence and if it enabled you to rest and still get a meal, then it's all good. Give yourself the same understanding you would give someone else.
I try to be, but I don't want to cut myself so much slack that I've hung myself with it. The little things add up. It was a really nice evening, though. The pizza was very tasty and we rented a Red Box movie afterward and hung out like we haven't had time to do in weeks.
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