It's been a hard day. I actually cooked a meal to share with my mom, stepdad and sister. I also did a load of laundry. Mother helped me clean up as usual.
I'm worn out and am taking myself to my next oncology appointment this week, which also includes a dermatology appt. in a different place.
It was hard explaining to my mom that I must do all that walking, even if I'm using a walker, as long as I can before defaulting to a wheelchair permanently. And that each and every step I take for the rest of my life will be a struggle in itself.
I think the worst part of having cancer is having it in front of my own parents. I fight hard to keep what I've got, but as time goes by more and more of my abilities disappear. I'll hang on to them as long as I can.
And that's just how it is budrow.