Childhood memories and fine balance
When I woke up this morning I was feeling blue. I got only five hours of sleep. It was hard to find a good position for my head. When the chemo is working it’s way in, on the worst days it feels like my head is not screwed on right. I can’t for the best of me find a comfortable position no matter how hard I try. While tossing and turning I started thinking of a good childhood memory. Just…