It’s a new year, with a new set of challenges. This is definitely not where I wanted to be, but there is no getting out of it. A couple of days ago, I went for my second treatment. This one was chemotherapy only, no immunotherapy. It didn’t hit me as hard as it did last week. Yesterday, I was able to work for a few hours. But this morning, I woke up feeling terrible.
Treatment 2: December 30, 2024
Taking a picture together every week before going in for chemo, as a way to document the year together.
The most stressful part of this, for me, is the worry. How am I going to feel? What am I going to be able to do? How are we going to pay bills? Buy food? There is so much that goes into making this household function that I’ve always done alone: budget, cook, clean, shop, organize.
So, my goal for the new year is to give up control and let things go. I need to trust my family to do more – for me and for themselves. I’m going to focus on the positive and try not to put so much pressure on myself.
“The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another.” — William James