As the days go by and we move closer towards radiotherapy, both Steve and I are feeling all the more apprehensive. Despite the specialists going into all of the details explaining what side effects to expect, we still really don't know to what degree I'll be effected or just how I'm going to cope with this treatment. So there is still anxiousness at the unknown.
On top of the anxiety about my cancer and treatment, life just keeps going on. There are still the all the normal things that have to happen. The laundry, cooking, cleaning, running the boys to school or sport, changing nappies, going to work, helping with homework (oh, how I loathe homework at the moment!), cleaning up after the cat (she seems to sense when we are well and truly exhausted and then she misses the litter box, just to see us mop the floor once more??! Augh!!!) The list just keeps going on! And while it's helpful, at the moment, to distract ourselves with the busyness of everyday life, it's also very tiring. We get to the end of the day and collapse in a heap on the bed, physically exhausted and emotionally drained, only to find that sleep is elusive.
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