I Am A Sleepmonster

I feel like a broken record of late; I’m tired; I’m really tired; I’m really really tired. Not so much a physical tiredness like when my blood counts were low; I’m sleepy. I got away without a nap yesterday, but I paid for it today. I could not keep my eyes open. I had to give up on attempting to work; it’s not fair to the office if I’m nodding off as I try to code, so no billable work today. I actually passed out on the sofa twice today, and took a nap around 5:30pm, and I’m ridiculously sleepy right now. I have no idea whether or not this is related to my chemotherapy in any way. I hope it does, and I hope it’s over soon. I feel non-functional at this point. At least my cat is down with napping too. He and I are partners in sleep; I would love to think it’s because he loves me so much, but I think it’s because it’s cold out, and I’m so very warm. I throw off so much heat he actually starts out sleeping on me and has to move away later. Even still it’s nice to have a little buddy to cuddle with, and he’s very cuddly right now.

My hair is really beginning to grow. It’s nearly a half inch long all over now, with some bits being longer (I have yet to shave my rebel 2″ hair that survived chemo). I think I will even my hair all up this weekend though; goodness knows how long it will be by then. I hope this is a sign I’m getting back to normal in terms of my super human healing powers . It sounds funny, but I’ve always healed really quickly, overnight for minor things sometimes. It really beats what I’ve been through with chemo; I was beginning to feel like the patches of skin that peeled off because of the adhesives would never heal, but they’re nearly healed now. They were hideous looking for awhile there.

Well I have to cut things short because once again I’m nodding off.