I had great expectations for today. I was going to write a fantastic blog, and run a bunch of errands. I suppose I should be happy I accomplished getting out the door this morning. McKenna and I filled up the gas tank, picked up her charger from one of her besties houses, and even went to “the office” for an hour. I did get the pictures of the car wash we had for !mpact up on facebook, but that’s where my day fell apart. 

Even though I haven’t had chemo for seven months, it’s still in my body doing it’s job. Add in the prednisone, gabapentin, and other meds, and it’s a wonder I can function at all. Today, I couldn’t remember my passwords. I couldn’t login to my blog. After fourth minutes of anguish, I realized it wasn’t my password, it was the login I had wrong. Ugh!

 We only had a limited time today, because McKenna is going on a picnic with some new friends that are house sitting nearby. The plan was to drop her off and run my errands, but as most of you living with a chronic illness know, you have to be flexable. My brain feels like it’s detached. I’m achy all over. I felt like I shouldn’t even be driving with my unfocused mind.  So now, I’m in bed, sweats on, bra off, and writing this un-epic blig post. I wish I had more energy and could do everything I used to do, but for now I’ll rest.