Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of human freedoms - to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way. - Viktor E. Frankl
Today was another of those days where Carolyn drove me over the 7 mountains and through the 7 valleys back to Winchester and the Cancer Center. Today is Monday and the day I had my 19th radiation treatment.
If you read yesterday's long post that covered yesterday and the previous five days, you know that last week was quite a week for me. I'll be honest. The fatigue factor is pretty much, at least to date, the only major side effect I'm experiencing from this protocol of radiation five days a week and chemotherapy once a week. But, when I say I'm experiencing fatigue, I mean I AM EXPERIENCING FATIGUE.
I had a good night of sleep last night. But, again, being honest. I really was not looking forward to the drive to Winchester. I had little appetite last night and that carried through until this morning. I know I MUST eat and maintain my weight and I must hydrate constantly. But, between the fatigue and, what I'll call, the mild dread (although it's really not as bad as I'm making it sound) of another treatment, it's hard to maintain my attitude and my motivation.