Been all about the stress, fatigue and lower GI this week. A little bit of mouth burn. Life issues have conspired to keep the stress-o-meter redlined this week, completely outside the cancer context. No writing either so far, for the same reasons, which does nothing for either my peace of mind or my stress levels. Otherwise, I’ve been physically okay. At this point, that likely constitutes a minor miracle. (And I say this advisedly as a thorough-going atheist.)
However, that has been going on since Monday, which even assuming today approaches normal, is a four-day run for shedding. The process is inextricable from stress, however, as I usually express stress as lower GI trouble.
Otherwise doing ok. Actually rested today. I’ll see my therapist this morning, then visit Mother of the Child in the hospital again. And Day Jobbery, of course. Taxes need to be done this weekend, but I may have to give up and file an extension. They were derailed two weeks ago due to the viral cold, and right now I’m not sure I have the focus for the required competence.