I'm short on time these days, folks. So here's a haiku that sums up the good, the bad, and the is-what-it-is:
Radiation's fine. Insomnia's a bitch. Somehow I'll survive.
I could and will say more ... sometime when I can get a couple, few days of decent sleep -- in a row would be dreamy! -- and feel like a clearer-thinking human than I do most days lately. Until then, know that I'm holding up fine through radiation. It's a time suck that's throwing off my work-life balance in ways that can make me sad and mad and in over my head. Nothing I didn't expect. Wish I could deal with it without whining about how hard it is some days. I go in for my 12th treatment tomorrow, just a few away from the halfway point. What? Halfway point? Already? Wow, OK. Time for this tired mama to call it a night. Send me lots of good fall-asleep-and-stay-asleep vibes, please. Thanks.