Tomorrow’s the day. Until this evening, I was worried about being able to handle my normal routine. Last Friday I went out to the doctor and was basically done for the day. I couldn’t do another useful thing. I called my boss and told her I wasn’t sure I’d be able to go back Monday after all. She was great about it and said that was fine, or if I did come in not to worry if I couldn’t make it through the whole day. Things have improved each day and I’m more hopeful about being able to get back into the swing of things.

The thing is, I picked tomorrow as the day to go back myself. I had no experience with radiation treatment and since everyone is different no one had any real specific advice. I decided a couple of weeks to recuperate sounded about right. Just pulled it out of a hat, really. The doctor said that would be fine and signed off on it. I must have been nuts to pick a Monday. Mondays are a bit of a nightmare there under the best of circumstances. So here’s my advice to anyone undergoing radiation: You may not need it, but try to get yourself three or four weeks to get your strength back when it’s done. And don’t go back on aMonday, or whatever is the craziest day where you work. Of course, that only applies to people who are feeling fine before radiation. If you’ve been through chemo or are feeling sick it’s a whole different ball of wax.

I’ll probably be blogging less for a bit. I can really see myself falling asleep right after the weeknight duties are completed. I hope not. I don’t do well with all work and no play, but it might be the way it is for a while.