Freelancing
Doing some freelance work again. Last week I had no brain. This week, despite chemo on Monday, I have one, albeit a small one. Amazing how difficult it is to work. Luckily, it's not a lot of work.
Brain fatigue. I don't know how else to describe it. I sit and I work and then next thing I know, all I want to do is lie down. It's not like the usual 'I can't think of what to write' stuff, it's genuine fatigue. Ah well. I was warned.
"Go with the flow," Jeanette, my ever practical, ever reassuring oncology nurse tells me. But it makes it hard to plan. There are ebbs and flows. I am attempting to learn a zen like calm but I'm afraid I'm not very zen. I still feel pretty good overall, though.
Brain fatigue. I don't know how else to describe it. I sit and I work and then next thing I know, all I want to do is lie down. It's not like the usual 'I can't think of what to write' stuff, it's genuine fatigue. Ah well. I was warned.
"Go with the flow," Jeanette, my ever practical, ever reassuring oncology nurse tells me. But it makes it hard to plan. There are ebbs and flows. I am attempting to learn a zen like calm but I'm afraid I'm not very zen. I still feel pretty good overall, though.
posted by Maureen McHugh at 11:35 AM
1 Comments:
Hey, glad to hear you're getting better. As for brain fatigue--I hear you, girlfriend. I know this story very, very well.
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