65%

I've settled at the number 65% to describe how I currently feel. I have no energy whatsoever and it's a strain to stay awake during most of the day. I'm exhausted and I have no idea why.

I'm trying to write but it just makes me sleepy. I fall asleep sitting up for a 1/2 hour or so after Bill gets home. I feel tired when I wake up in the morning, even after having 8 hours of sleep. Cleaning the house up exhausts me.

65%. That's how I feel, all the time. I do wonder if it has to do with the long-reaching affects of chemo. Or if it's a Vitamin D deficiency or something. I need to get some bloodwork done.

So if you've been wondering where I am, you have the answer. I'm too tired to do anything more than simply try to get out some paying articles each day. I click on this blog and I'm too tired to log in.

50 years golden anniversary for Mom and Dad

We just got back from an incredible trip to the Bahamas to celebrate Mom and Dad's 50th anniversary. Yes, they took us with them - to celebrate the fact that Mom and I are still here.

We stayed at our favorite place - Atlantis. Stef and Jackie came with us and we had a blast. Beautiful, incredible weather the entire time. There was a 50 degree difference in temperature between the Bahamas and D.C. when we landed at National Airport last night. Brrrr! Big time.

Something about those islands just soothes the soul. We're always really busy but it's simply so relaxing to be in that place. A good healing for everyone. The kids did lots of activities and clubs and rode all the slides. A very fun time.

We're home now though and I guess I've got to kick myself in the butt to schedule my next surgery. This should be a "drive by" operation to swap out my implants. I'm not looking forward to it at all. I much prefer not to be poked and prodded if I can help it. I've infinitely enjoyed not visiting doctors regularly since April :) At this time last year, I was collecting hair from the shower drains, sink and pillows as I was losing my hair to chemo. It's hard to believe it has been a year.

But I gotta do it so maybe I'll call the plastic surgeon at the end of the week. Maybe being the operative word. My left implant is pretty deflated. If you remember, it sprung a leak with the installation of my mediport last year. Not the most attractive booby in the house :)

Hi to all of you. Even if I haven't been writing on here, you're all in my thoughts every day.

xo

A tribute to a grandma

A writer friend just lost her grandmother. Heather got to spend a few of her final days with her before she passed away this morning. She took this picture and it's so touching in it's simplicity that I had to share it.

Please include Heather and her family in your prayers.